Water and Time

On my way home from the Conference in Duluth, I stopped at Jay Cooke State Park.  The swinging bridge that was washed out a year ago is repaired. I felt like a kid walking across it again. I was excited to be able to get across the river again to places that were forbidden this past summer.  This spot that I painted using only gray is one of my favorites.  The water falling into a bowl shaped rock and splashing out again forms an unusual shape.  It seems to defy gravity.  It has been almost 5 years since I painted this spot, I think.  It struck me as profound how over the past 5 years I have had many anxieties, joys, struggles, projects... but this spot...has remained.  It is different water but it looks the same.  As I remembered memory after memory, it occurred to me that this spot during that time looked just like this.  The exception would be during the flood.  Here it is back to the way it was.