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,