The River – and More

Now it is serene and peaceful and calm – perhaps more beautiful at high tide – but there is a beauty in the mud and plants and, yes, debris at low tide as well. Life consists of high tides and low tides – to each its own. And life wouldn't be real without the highs and lows. How can we appreciate the highs without comparison to the lows, when things maybe weren't as we might like them?

Perhaps that is why people from times primeval have clustered along rivers – the sleepy village, the thriving metropolis. A metaphor for life itself.

So let us give thanks that providence has lead us to the banks of this beautiful river!