On the banks of the Green River

My little hotel is right on the Green River. I have a balcony up in the trees. Here is a pix of sunset on the river. What it doesn’t show are the dozens of tiny swallow-shaped birds hunting the dusk-feeding insects over the water. Very pretty, very peaceful after a long day of jockeying with yay-hoos. Starting work on a convention wrap — but kind of tired, so don’t know when I’ll post. For now, a Bohemia and some reading about McCain’s creationist, anti-abortion, executive-power-abusing, WTF veep pick.