My Norwalk River -
one of many stocked with trout.
Fly fishing this Fall!
On first glance, it looks
like it could be a country
stream. Nope, city-bound.
Beauty in water,
Wherever it flows. Urban,
Or the wild places.
~~~
xoabb
expect anything!
...is willing to accept that she creates her own reality except for some of the parts where she can't help but wonder what the hell she was thinking. ~Thank you to Brian Andreas
Labels: haiku, living by water, nature
That has peaceful all over it.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Noe ... that is exactly where I need to be today.. some where peaceful and quiet!
ReplyDeleteAnnie: It is wonderful when the brook bubbles and the fish rise to the fly. It looks like a great place to be.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful. I can spend hours along river banks. Oh and that photo of that pie your friend baked keeps popping up on your side bar making my mouth water. Diet be damned. I am getting me some of that.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if it is chilly waters...
ReplyDeleteLovely, like its big sister the Housatonic where you can see fly fisherman all through the fall ...
ReplyDeleteIt does look like country...very wild and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteNo way is that in Connecticut. I thought for sure you were going to talk about where you were on vacation, because this looks like it belongs way in the wilderness or up in the mountains.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
That steam runs through the city? Very nice - It's really pretty
ReplyDeleteI want to sit there and listen to the water rushing by. Absolutely wonderful.
ReplyDeleteWo-wo-wo, you rolling river.
ReplyDeleteNicely done! What a beautiful place.
ReplyDeleteYou fly fish? Impressive. And I'm a fan of water no matter where it is, too. (Unless it is too frequently coming out of the sky!)
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