This was my sat. a.m.

It was just a stroll along the river. Peaceful. People out water skiing, fishing, and kayaking. If you click on the photos the will go to full screen so you have better imagery. Some of my happiest times are biking, running, or just walking along this trail with the sounds of Jerry twisting his strings in my ears. I always seem to have a smile on my face. Most people wouldn't recognize me.










No this is not the Grand River, or the Rio Grande, but yes those are mexicans lined up along the bed of the Yakima river just a few hundred yards from where it meets the Columbia.
These next pictures may be disturbing. I found it to be quite intriguing that a turtle could make it across the freeway and die just five feet from the wetlands. I was actually going to go to video mode because his belly was boiling out and maggots were feasting on its upper shell. I guess it is an effigy of America.