I was in The Dixie National Forest in Utah at a campground. I had to stop to let my brakes cool down from all the darn mountains. I went to go pick up a pinecone when I heard a river. I told my husband to lock up the car because I wanted to go see it. It sounded like it was going to be a kinda long walk. Well, we walked about five feet and found our raging river. It was a tiny stream about a foot wide running through the grass. I couldn't believe my eyes or my ears. I automatically figured that this is what a babbling brook was. Mother Nature is funny.
2006-12-14
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