Ahhhh, two weeks by a rain forest creek – Monet would have loved it.
Running fresh and crystal clear, the stones and sand on the bottom, mix with the shimmering reflections from the towering guardians lining the banks –
Where the water narrows, quickens and runs from boulder to sun warmed boulder,
We leave impressionistic Monet and the growing river paints a different picture.
Something more modern and a bit more abstract –
Two weeks, no phone, no internet, just paint brushes and canvasses and pigs in trees. But that’s another story…….