One of the many along the Indus River. The river flows north into Pakistan and the wind blows south, down from the mountians. I had forgotten just how meditative and sweeping a powerful river can be. I recently read All My Friends Will Be Stangers and there is this grand theme of flowing rivers, but I didn't quite get it until I watched the sun set over this one.
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