A family outing/picnic/exploration brought us to Indian Falls near Owen Sound. While the water cascading over the lip wasn't overly spectacular, there are times when the .7 Km trail is closed due to melt water run off. We basically hiked stone strewn, dry creek beds to arrive at our destination. Oh, and a couple of steep, winding pathways. It meant we could access the viewpoint to admire this 15 metre high sheer cliff.
I am a bit foggy brained this morning so I think I'll stop trying to force the writing.
"O God, you are my God; I earnestly search for you. My soul thirsts for you; my whole body longs for you in this parched and weary land where there is no water." Psalm 63:1
The Black River is a journey in faith. It delves into an exploration of life: from the calm, clear waters of the good days, the mundane, to the swirling eddies and deep waters of issues that face every one of us. Thank you for visiting this site. You can contact me personally at: godandtheblackriver@gmail.com
Monday, 13 August 2018
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