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Published on 05-18-2011 08:30 PM
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(Note: The author lives at the lower end of the Atchafalaya River Basin in southern Louisiana.)
The water that captivated me this weekend was not raging and engorging the landscape around it. It was low and thin, shadowy, emasculated from drought but still alive with motion.
It is partially spring-fed; it was cold, as was the air when we arrived, 53 degrees. It would not get above 65 all day, and a brisk north wind sent shivers up my spine from time to time.
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