the sun peeked out from the clouds
just enough to lure us out
for a walk this morning.

i chose this hill,


which looks enticingly meandering
from the bottom
and a bit more formidable from the top


husband went another way.
he has his own hills to climb.


yesterday the water raged,


fierce and muddied in its flowing.
agitated, to say the least.

today, such a difference.


there’s still a lot of water flowing,
but much has settled
making things clearer.


on one side of the bridge,
the water is calm,
like an oddly-shaped mirror
reflecting all around it.
deceptively placid.

but when it flows under the bridge
it transforms noticeably.
letting no boulder
or branch
stand in its way.
moss growing
only around the far edges.