It’s hard to believe that a week ago yesterday, I
took this photo of Brandywine Creek, on the trail next to the Brandywine River Museum in Chadds Ford,
Penn. When I saw this tree overhanging the
sun-dappled stream, it struck me as the kind of place where Tom Sawyer might
have hung out with pal Huck Finn. It’s a far more benign image of Mother Nature
than we’ve gotten used to up here in most of the Northeast these last 24 hours.
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