the water is absolutely gorgeous. blue-black on the horizon but as the angle reflection changes and as the water nears you, it becomes green - from pale malachite to dark jade - the kind of water i was born in. the golden spears of light embedded in the waves make it seem like the river is a massive iris staring back at you, with white cataract waves breaking upon her eye.
some spots in the water were so smooth, like rolling undulations in blown glass. other spots were being assaulted by the wind, with ripples and waves and crests, as if the wind were tearing at the water, making stretch marks. either way i wanted to jump.
