Long ago, in the Fertile Crescent region of Asia Minor, the rivers Tigris and Euphrates surrounded an area that gave birth to a great hubbub of humanity. This area is sometimes even referred to as the very cradle of civilization.
So, too, is the case near Athens, Georgia, where on a good rainy day, two rivers converge to encircle my home. My very own cradle of civilization! This place sits on high ground and has fertile soil for farming and livestock grazing. And there are books and artworks, and a thirst for learning and knowledge.
OK. So I’m not quite the same as early man and his rise of civilization. I’m already pretty well civilized. And there are no earth shattering discoveries going on here. Although I do learn something new every day which impacts my own world.
But my house sits in this place. And when it rains a lot the water runs off of the hundreds of acres to the north of me that are home to a herd of cattle. And it finds its way down rutted paths on the hillsides in the forests to the east and west. Along its journey, the water gathers strength and momentum. And grows in its volume. It finds its way to two major sunken pathways, one on either side of my house. And rushing rivers take the place of dry gulches.
For the most part, the rivers are narrow enough for me to jump across. In other places it runs too wide for my leap. And it runs deep, and fast, with white water foaming. And sounding like a freight train. The waterfall feeding the western side is especially impressive.
The two rivers pour into a pond. The water rises until two islands there are submerged. And the water turns from its natural dark green and blue to a muddy reddish brown. Silt from the farmlands.
It takes several hours of good rain to create this, and when the rain stops the water continues to flow for another day or so. As the fields and hillsides continue to drain.
Don’t send any scientists or researchers looking for ancient relics. And no philosophers looking for great insight into human behavior and society. It’s just me out here. Watching. Learning. Having a blast.
That’s part of my story. What’s yours?