It was largely an unproductive night of fishing. The Fox River refused to yield its finned creatures with any amount of speed, so those who chose to wet a line became participants in an exercise of patience. Fishermen along the shore and in boats caught more in the way of snatches of conversation than fish. That’s not entirely a bad thing.
The city of St. Charles, Illinois watches from a distance, slowly settling into night as the river meanders through, a metaphor for time. People, businesses and buildings along the river’s banks have come and gone throughout the years, but the river of time continues to flow.
Click on picture to enlarge. Photograph © 2006 James Jordan.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
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