CINCINATTI, OH

spent a few days in a swampy spot. the days were hot and the lack of whind unforgiving. at around 4.30 in the arvo every day a wierd mist would roll in thru the trees, making it even harder to spot the snakes and turtles before you stepped on them.

at the end of each day tho was the sweet release given me by the icy waters of the LITTLE MIAMI river.