Water Resource
Water Resource
William Reynolds
SCI/275
2/17/2013
Karen Stelly
Our disputants put me in mind of the skuttle fish, that when he is unable to extricate himself, blackens all the water about him, till he becomes invisible.
-Joseph Addison
In The Spectator, no.476, 5 Sept.
I always love to look at ocean, sea, lakes, any body of water that overwhelms me when I look at it. It’s exciting to go to a park and just be around, respecting it present and the depth of the life it hold within. My fascination with water is just curiosity; I just can’t come not looking away from it miraculous color and smell when approach the sandy beaches and just look out toward the horizon, knowing that there no end to it. This H2O (water) has been here since the forming of the earth, at the peak of creation. If the ocean could talk, what stories it would tell us, the start of life crawling from endless of this liquid. My fascinations with water start when I about ten or twelve, and my best friend and I would go into the woods and just explore the other side of country. There was this old railroad track that was about mile away from where I stayed. My friend and I were curious to where it lead to, so we follow the track to see where it winded up. We kept following it then we heard something, the closer we get the louder it got. There was like a mist of smoke like water or something, as we came around the old tracks there before our own eyes was a waterfall. It was like the waterfall you see in the movies, like a tall waterfall, it was taller than a ten storage building. The railroad bridge that went across it, at that age I was afraid of highest, and dared not to cross it. We went do to check it out, and the flow of water that was pouring on the side of the cliff looked amazing. I don’t know that we had something like that behind where we stay, it was exciting to just look at it, and we follow the river toward the end, but the bigger and wider it got. So we stop and
William Reynolds
SCI/275
2/17/2013
Karen Stelly
Our disputants put me in mind of the skuttle fish, that when he is unable to extricate himself, blackens all the water about him, till he becomes invisible.
-Joseph Addison
In The Spectator, no.476, 5 Sept.
I always love to look at ocean, sea, lakes, any body of water that overwhelms me when I look at it. It’s exciting to go to a park and just be around, respecting it present and the depth of the life it hold within. My fascination with water is just curiosity; I just can’t come not looking away from it miraculous color and smell when approach the sandy beaches and just look out toward the horizon, knowing that there no end to it. This H2O (water) has been here since the forming of the earth, at the peak of creation. If the ocean could talk, what stories it would tell us, the start of life crawling from endless of this liquid. My fascinations with water start when I about ten or twelve, and my best friend and I would go into the woods and just explore the other side of country. There was this old railroad track that was about mile away from where I stayed. My friend and I were curious to where it lead to, so we follow the track to see where it winded up. We kept following it then we heard something, the closer we get the louder it got. There was like a mist of smoke like water or something, as we came around the old tracks there before our own eyes was a waterfall. It was like the waterfall you see in the movies, like a tall waterfall, it was taller than a ten storage building. The railroad bridge that went across it, at that age I was afraid of highest, and dared not to cross it. We went do to check it out, and the flow of water that was pouring on the side of the cliff looked amazing. I don’t know that we had something like that behind where we stay, it was exciting to just look at it, and we follow the river toward the end, but the bigger and wider it got. So we stop and