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 
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