The water understands
Civilization well.
It wets my foot, but prettily,
It chills my life, but wittily,
It is not disconcerted,
It is not broken-hearted.
Well used, it decketh joy,
Adorneth, doubleth joy,
Ill used, it will destroy …
wrote Ralph Waldo Emerson, “Water”, around 1900. That’s a long time ago!

Autumn leaves and falling water … wondering if we can sneak underneath!

Maybe not… just enjoy the day.

These waters are in the traditional homeland of the Kalispel Tribe. It included the mountains, river, lakes and prairies that stretch from Lake Pend Oreille in North Idaho to where Paradise, Montana now stands and northwestward across northeastern Washington to the mouth of the Salmo River, just over the international border in British Columbia. Beautiful country, peaceful and lightly populated.

Quiet places to rest … “away from the crowds …” as Horace Greely said.

But wait … that means cooking a little something from the water. How about curry wild cod with some broccoli and green peppers? That will do.

Yes, the water understands.