Allen Best on the lullaby of spring runoff
Living by a creek in Vail, an open window, the lullaby: I loved that sound, what Wallace Stegner, in one of his many books, called “The Sound of Mountain Water.” In those same years I often kept my window open at night, lulled to sleep with the sweet discourse of a billion water molecules sloshing, …
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