Kootenay Creek is full with spring runoff
The water cascades down the gorge in a riot of waterfalls
and boils in pools that in the fall will mirror the Bitterroot Mountains
and blue sky above
I clamber down a chaos of boulders and rocks to reach the sandy banks of the creek
drawn by some prehistoric longing to be close to water
The spray washes my face and arms of the bug repellent I slathered on before my hike
Mosquitoes circling my heat envelope suddenly swoop in to feast
Time to move on
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