One Day Tells Its Tale to Another

The heavens declare the glory of God,
    and the firmament shows his handiwork.

One day tells its tale to another,
    and one night imparts knowledge to another.

Although they have no words or language,
    and their voices are not heard,

Their sound has gone out into all lands,
    and their message to the ends of the world.

These opening verses of Psalm 19 resonate for me with the river.  I love the idea of each day telling its tale to the next and each night filling in the next on what it has learned.  They do this without language and yet the message goes "to the ends of the world."

The Ottauquechee flows day and night carrying yesterday's upriver burden, filled with the tale of rainfall, runoff, freeze and thaw, vegetable, animal and human detritus, elements life-bringing and death-dealing.

The water from our river meets the sea, bringing its tale of Vermont hills "to the ends of the world."