I've been going through some older pictures. Mostly looking for images I dismissed as uninteresting but which now make more of an impression on me. It's something I do quite often; things look different from a distance, especially when it's a distance of time.
I'm not in the least surprised that I chose to pass this one by. But right now I love it. I can feel the quiet calm of that stream running through that field and I could look at this picture all day. If I still feel that way next week, I might make it this months picture-to-print-and-hang.
(It's from below Apple Canyon Lake dam in northwest Illinois.)