A Walk Along the River

It was a beautiful morning for a walk along the mighty Columbia. Rosie the Riveter was the first to greet me.


Next was a gaggle of geese parked in the path. (Egad! That's a lot of geese poop.)


Fortunately, I was headed in the other direction. The path was bordered with beautiful, moss-covered stone and iron rails.


The winter light was pale and these trees were among the few to still be losing their leaves.


That's most likely an Osprey nest on the pilings.


It cannot be said that the I5 bridge is a thing of beauty!


It wasn't until I was driving home that Mt. Hood glowed in the distance. It's hard to portray the drama of this image on the horizon.