Available Surfaces VI: Writ in Water

Cattle Egret

The place I spent my boyhood was landlocked; we were far from the ocean, and from any other kind of major body of water, whether significant lake or river. There were not even streams in that terrain: the water table was deep and did not break through the deep and fertile layers of soil laid down there millennia ago when our region was a shallow sea. Once those waters departed, there was nothing to replace them except what fell from the sky. The rich soil was not colonized...
 •  0 comments  •  flag
Share on Twitter
Published on August 29, 2009 19:14
No comments have been added yet.