Off to the side of the road we spotted something pretty. Better investigate!
The West Fork of the White River. So beautiful. I love cliffs and rock formations.
Can you see the rope swing? Would you dare?
Would I? No way, Jose.
The river was murky due to massve amounts of recent hard rain. But, it as still pretty.
Love the moss on the cliff. How on earth do those trees grow out of the rocks?
Do you think anyone ever sat in that opening? Cave men? Native Americans? Victorian ladies in their ankle length bathing suits?
Or just local kids on a hot summer day?
So pretty, so calm.