The Winding River

As I look out the window, all I see is land. I focus on something else on the plane’s fold down tray on my lap and then peer out again. Beginning somewhere, I’m not quite sure where, a winding river is snaking its way through the trees, or the desert or flat lands. It narrows and widens as it continuously curves, seemingly never ending.

I immediately want to know where it starts. A natural spring? A body of water? Are we near the coast or inland?

Are there houses built on the river, creating an opportunity to design a modern, custom home with fabulous views? Or is this just a natural environment home to local species like alligators, birds and mangroves?

In a way, the river is like drawing a line on a page with your eyes closed. There is no real order in its movement, but there is a beginning, there is an end and everything along the way has an interesting shape or turn or relationship to its surrounding.

Sounds a bit like life, huh?

~Barron Schimberg, AIA, LEED AP