Ray,
Reminds me of my grandmothers house that was on the Russian river in Healdsberg. Her house had a balcony over looking the river and we could see the fish swimming around in the river as the water was that clear.
Ami
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Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways,
totally worn out, shouting ‘...Holy Crap .....What a ride!'
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