I snapped this picture of a stone near my workplace. It's some kind of iron ore-laden rock, and has a polished surface that is almost mirror-like. The river is behind me.
I cross that river, back and forth, sometimes several times a day.
Funny thing - just imagining NOT having that strip of wildness, that gap in the concrete city, makes me feel like I wouldn't be able to breathe.
Here's another one of the decorative iron-rich rocks:
May your December be full of unexpected gifts of beauty.
