Ripples In The High Water
Sad soft ripples forget the hills upon which the snows fell. They run down the valleys into southerly forgetfulness.
When these drops exit the lonely land via the great Mississippi; the journey begins again.
-Ezra
Warren From Washington Park
This is a panorama of Warren, as seen from Washington Park.
The day I took this, it had just rained, and the sky was interesting to me..
-Ezra