The ebb and flow of rivers is always a visible reminder to a fisherman walking the river banks or drifting the currents. Etched into the banks are indications of water levels, swift currents and the aftermath of what must have been frightening power. Snapped trees, giant boulders displaced, brush piles of debris high in the tree limbs all suggest river levels many feet higher than the current levels.

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The lower Sandy River (Oregon) after flood stage levels & snapped trees. Soon the trunks of the damaged trees will be undercut, dislodged and wash down river to be snagged up or eventually be pushed out into the mighty Columbia River.

Speaking of flood, I thought this quote by Walt Whitman about his flood of thoughts while writing was intriguing:

“The secret of it all, is to write in the gush, the throb, the flood, of the moment – to put things down without deliberation – without worrying about their style – without waiting for a fit time or place. I always worked that way. I took the first scrap of paper, the first doorstep, the first desk, and wrote – wrote, wrote…By writing at the instant the very heartbeat of life is caught.”