There’s nothing . . absolutely nothing . . half so much worth doing as simply messing around in boats.

Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

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Water is the formless potential out of which creation emerged. It is the ocean of unconsciousness enveloping the islands of consciousness. Water bathes us at birth and again at death, and in between it washes away sin. It is by turns the elixir of life or the renewing rain or the devastating flood.

(Scott Russell Sanders, Writing from the Center)

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This old river town saw the Early steamboats. The line of wharf and houses is a faded chromo. It is bleached and bitten standing To steady the sunrises.

Carl Sandburg, Honey and Salt

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I stand by the river and I know that it has been here yesterday and will be here tomorrow and that therefore, since I am part of its pattern today, I also belong to all its yesterdays and will be a part of all its tomorrows. This is a kind of earthly immortality, a kinship with rivers and hills and rocks, with all things and all creatures that have ever lived or ever will live or have their being on the earth. It is my assurance of an orderly continuity in the great design of the universe. 

(Virginia Eifert)

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FOTO – BOATHOUSE ON THE KALANG RIVER IN URUNGA.