Sunday, November 14, 2010

fall fisherman

probably the single thing that I'll miss most about New Jersey is the fall (well, and the spring - that sudden aggressive outburst of green that one never believes will happen).   It's not that there aren't seasons in California - but they aren't as singularly dramatic as this.   Donaldson Park this afternoon was looking at its best: this is one of those deceptive shots that makes the Raritan look as though it has all the qualities of the Susquehanna or one of those other rivers whose name I'm always apprehensive about trying to spell.   It seems as though it's lying deep and still at the bottom of a wooded valley whereas in reality one's horrendously aware how loud the traffic is going down Route 18 on the opposite bank ...

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