The stillness of the water is eerie. Occasionally I'll hear a rock plonk into the water from the limestone bluff, or I'll hear a roiling bubbling of gases charge up to the surface, perhaps from a junked auto still resting deep and drowned and unreachable at the bottom of the quarry. Boating and swimming aren't allowed, so nothing but waterfowl will glide across the surface.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Still Water
The stillness of the water is eerie. Occasionally I'll hear a rock plonk into the water from the limestone bluff, or I'll hear a roiling bubbling of gases charge up to the surface, perhaps from a junked auto still resting deep and drowned and unreachable at the bottom of the quarry. Boating and swimming aren't allowed, so nothing but waterfowl will glide across the surface.
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3 comments:
Beautiful scene and your description is perfect. Just a lovely one today, Knox. I feel like I'm standing right there as well.
V
That is really still. I agree with V about your description - perfect.
This looks like my kind of place and my kind of shot. I could spend hours here with hopefully no human contact.
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