Slice 30 of 31!
The rivers are doing their spring thing. Couldn't capture a good picture today, but it was a stupendous day to be out!
steeving rocks and banks
reeving bridges and dams
weaving its way
seeking the relative serenity
of the sea
I linked the words in the poem to the FreeDictionary. Steeving and reeving are both nautical terms. Steeving is when the boat's hull is up above the horizon. And reeving means to pass (a rope or cable) through an eye or other narrow opening!
I haven't gone by the river yet, but we made a brief stop at the house, and as we came up to the porch to come inside...what should flit by us and alight on our porch, but a beautiful Nymphalis antiopa (or Mourning Cloak) butterfly! Gorgeous and the first one of the season!