Growing up in Fort Worth back in the 60s, the Trinity River snaked thru town. The area close to home had some bubbling water over the shallows, moving out into faster water feeding into a large pool. Tranquil and f***king gorgeous. Above the pool there was a drop off which was topped by an old cottonwood tree that was probably 100 feet tall. You could see this tree for miles because it dwarfed everything. The city decided that annual flooding required a leavy and tree removal and dredging and much hand waving and shouting and pointing. Sixty years later, the bottom lands still flood and a few more areas that didn't before. Gone is the tranquil pool with the bubbling noise over shallow rocks, and the fish and birds and the towering cottonwood tree.
Growing up in Fort Worth back in the 60s, the Trinity River snaked thru town. The area close to home had some bubbling water over the shallows, moving out into faster water feeding into a large pool. Tranquil and f***king gorgeous. Above the pool there was a drop off which was topped by an old cottonwood tree that was probably 100 feet tall. You could see this tree for miles because it dwarfed everything. The city decided that annual flooding required a leavy and tree removal and dredging and much hand waving and shouting and pointing. Sixty years later, the bottom lands still flood and a few more areas that didn't before. Gone is the tranquil pool with the bubbling noise over shallow rocks, and the fish and birds and the towering cottonwood tree.
Mark
I love 2 miles from papermill. It helps to tell the weather.