Just West of the little town of Index, Washington, on the Skykomish River, there is a scenic picnic spot that the kids and I found on one of our many camping adventures into the Cascade Mountains. My oldest daughter Julia gave it the name “Green and White Water Carved Rocks.” I think the name she gave it is a little poem in itself and it also fits nicely into a haiku. As you can see by the picture----no poem can do the place itself justice----but the poem can just be its own thing----just as the river is. Green and white water Carved rocks with red fish swimming In ice cold shadows 
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Click on the Rose 
to check out: AHA!---A Forum of Landmark Proportions---your Group
PS, for those of you that are new to my blog (or for some other "unexplained" reason have never noticed)
all pictures and smiley-face inserts (emoticons) (when I use them) have messages that show up when you point at them with your cursor.
My WORDLESS WEDNESDAY pictures and some selected POEMS & STORIES.
