Scenes from the Big Thompson River, Estes Park, Colorado.
Some of the creekside trees are wrapped in chicken wire.
Here's why.
I was born on the shores of the Chesapeake Bay
Maryland and Virginia have faded away
And I keep thinking tomorrow is coming today
So I am endlessly waiting...
—A. Duritz and Counting Crows, "St. Robinson and His Cadillac Dream"
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