This post is dedicated to my dear friend Glynis. She is friend from New Orleans. One fall, we spent twelve hours on a train to visit Daniel. Unfortunately, we sat in the same Amtrak car as a mother with 8 small children who she refused to control. The mother also seemed to have very few social/life skills and assumed that Glynis wanted to be a surrogate mother, or free babysitter, for the duration of the ride. I actively dislike children who aren’t related to me, but Glynis is from Minnesota, which means she’s a nice person. Therefore, we made fun of them from afar.
A couple of the children spent the first two hours of the ride taking pictures of the Hudson River. The Hudson River. The family clearly lived in NYC and the children, undoubtedly, had seen the Hudson River before. It runs very slowly and almost looks still. Glynis made fun of these children particularly for this: “How many pictures of still water can you even take? Oh, here’s another picture of a bunch of non-moving water.”
I find myself, in a startling number of places, taking pictures of relatively still water these days. What follows is a compilation of photos from throughout my trip, except from California. There are not many slow-moving bodies of water in California because of the whole climate-change-turning-California-into-a-desert thing. I present to you: The Stillwater Collection.