IN MINNESOTA’S SOUTHEASTERN most tip, the Mississippi River flows alongside bluffs, edging small towns and cities. Like Winona. The Mighty Mississippi shaped this island sandbar, today a destination for those who appreciate history, art, architecture, stained glass and more. Sometimes folks come just for the river.
On a brief visit to Winona in September, my husband and I watched river traffic from Winona’s downtown Levee Park as twilight tinged the sky pink.
There’s something incredibly soothing about water. Mesmerizing really. Like a lullaby or poetry or the refrain of a favorite song.
Water transports thoughts to a quiet place.
Or a place of adventure, sans Huckleberry Finn. Who hasn’t dreamed of clamoring aboard a raft and leaving everything behind?
Days flow like a river, sometimes straight and true, other times twisting and turning through a torrent of troubles.
On this September evening, peace ran like a river past Winona, through my soul…
diminishing all thoughts of a bridge over troubled waters.
FYI: Tomorrow I conclude my series from Winona.
© Copyright 2016 Audrey Kletscher Helbling