Several weeks ago Dirt Man, Wylie, and I were in Lexington, Virginia. We enjoyed a picnic beside the Maury River.
Locks of the Maury – used to be a dam here.
The walls are like hanging baskets with all the foliage growing, climbing, and just dangling in the air.
Wylie wanted to swim with the ducks…but it would have required her to venture into water where she couldn’t touch the bottom. She opted to wade close to shore and drink, drink,drink, and lap it up some more…I wanted to get in as well, but we had places to go and things to do…maybe another time…
The Maury was gorgeous against the green of the trees, blue of the sky, and white of fluffy clouds.
You can even see the mountains peaking above the tree line.
There is no greatness where there is not simplicity. ~Leo Tolstoy