There’s no turning back a creek.
Hanging on to the known
is too much struggle.
Sitting on the bank
is mere sightseeing.
Get out into the current and flow.
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Musings, photos, poems and stories from my wanderings in two adjacent watersheds on the north flank of Rubicon Peak, west shore, Lake Tahoe, California.
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