After 10 days in England, mostly in London, often by the Thames, I saw the Ottauquechee while driving west on Rt. 4 up the valley yesterday evening. It tumbled over the Taftsville bridge, and the glimpses of its twists and turns down the slope and through the trees revealed a full stream, bearing Killington snow away to the Connecticut.
This morning, watching
from the Middle Bridge, I saw
the river rolling.
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