I dare you to come here, to wander and witness and watch and wade through the waters of this amazing state and not fall in love. I dare you to not fall head over heels in love with the way the light hits the rivers, the way bald eagle’s wings look when they catch the last bits of sunlight, the way every tree demands its own silhouette. Every tree in a state full of forests. I dare you.
Bald Eagle Over Missouri River Cliffs BW (by TylerKnott)