Summertime on the Ichetucknee

There's no greater feeling and nothing more beautiful than the cold cold water and the light shining through the tall and ancient trees of the Ichetucknee River in the dead heat of a Florida summer. This roll of film is from last summer, when my sister came to town. There is a warmth to these memories, and a love in how they seem to recreate themselves each year, always happy and wild and free.



I was born by the river in a little tent
Oh and just like the river I've been running ever since 
As it happens,

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