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Adirondacks, NY. I rock hopped over to a vantage point, a bit of a debris field midstream. The stream split around it on each side, the water following the path of least resistance to a point below where it would merge again. I wish sometimes I could do that, just run with the flow, but just getting over here proves I don't. And for what? Well, there is light ahead, upstream a riot of color and brightness, teasing reflections in the pools right down to my feet. Maybe there is something up there, or maybe I am a fool. I will move upstream, midstream, to see where it takes me.
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