Flow

Being a young child and growing up the Adirondacks I felt the need to create my own world of wonder. The small town I lived in provided no street lights, playgrounds or sidewalks but rather glorious mountains, fields and dirt roads . Following winters melt, I would find small stone and rocks allowing me create a dam in a tiny nearby stream. Once the water rose I would then release the flow, stone by stone with wonder. I felt it was quite an amazing feat at seven year old…