Monday, September 14, 2009

Very low chemung...

Low river means no fishing. We have to struggle over the stones, just to walk the banks now. Ellie enjoys short dips that enable her to move from one side of the river to the other. She drops out of sight in the tall grass, until I whistle her up again. Then it's back into the shallows to return to me.

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