Two Rivers - February 27, 2016

Rain falls on the top of a mountain just a little this way or that, same source, yet completely different journeys. Rain shadow river flows through barren dry boulder strewn landscape carving sheer walled ravine releasing to eastern shores. The other river feeds forest and field on its way to western seas. Never connecting, intersecting, completely different experiences and environments, yet made of the same constituents. We are those rivers.