The dawn-wind stirs through the ancient cottonwoods

Colorado, Cache La Poudre River

There are some who can live without wild things
and some who cannot . . .
when the dawn-wind stirs through the ancient cottonwoods,
and the gray light steals down from the hills
over the old river sliding softly past its wide brown sandbars –
what if there be no more goose music?

~ Aldo Leopold, Sand County Almanac


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12 thoughts on “The dawn-wind stirs through the ancient cottonwoods”

  1. Breathtaking, photo….I am going to walk along the river this morning. I made the proclamation to the half awake hubby about 4:30 am…he just now asked me when I’d like to leave 🙂

  2. It was so beautiful, out along the river…it rained late yesterday, only the second or maybe third, rain in about 6 months! and not much fell, maybe 1/8 of an inch..The Army Core of Engineers are taking down the water levels in the dams so the drought struck river was running, higher. The temp today in the low 70’s so the woods smelled so wonderful after a small taste of rain…I picked a few pine needles and put them in my pocket to smell later, essence of life for sure..,off now to the garden bed to do my P.T. exercises… He and the pup are already out there…He might read to me..he hasn’t finished Jack Kerovac’s “On The Road” yet. Ha, he just came in to see what I am doing and to show me a cabbage he just picked, the rain must have split it..Coleslaw tonight! 🙂 After, after the hike and some shopping…He made, great from scratch Clam Chowder (organic milk was on sale) ….

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