A real oldie. This is early morning on the upper Potomac River, somewhere upstream of Little Orleans, MD. I beleive this was the summer of 1982... Maybe 1983. This photo was taken from a canoe, just after pushing off from the bank. Back in the days of film.
The post title is from the Ozark Mountain Daredevils song:
There's a beauty in the river, there's a beauty in the stream
There's a beauty in the forest at night, when the lonely nightbird screams
And there's so much time for singin', and so much time for words
There's so much time to listen, and so much time to be heard
There's a brighter day 'round the corner, there's a crown behind the hill
There's a city of light on that foggy mountain top where the wind is never still
And there's so much time in livin', and so much time to die
There's so much time for laughing, and so much time to cry
We must all stand in the water, we must find it when we roam
it don't matter what is said, we can wake up from the dead
And roll away the stone, we can roll away the stone.
There's a truth in the eyes of my woman, that no mortal ever knew
She lights my way like the coming of the day, when the sun shines on the dew.
And there's so much time for singin', and so much time for words
There's so much time to listen, and so much time to be heard
We must all stand in the water, we must find it when we roam
it don't matter what is said, we can wake up from the dead
And roll away the stone, we can roll away the stone.
(repeat chorus)
