The Joining of Two Rivers

Years ago, when I lived in Wichita, Kansas, there was a belief held by some that our city would never be hit by a tornado because being located at the confluence of two rivers protected us from those dreaded events.

I don't know if that's true, but I've lived near a city with another confluence for many years now.

Confluence Park is a park on the edge of downtown Binghamton, New York where the Chenango River meets up with the mighty Susquehanna.

This is the historic Washington Street bridge, which is now a pedestrian-only bridge, spanning downtown and the South side of Binghamton.

Confluence Park sign (sorry, not too readable)

Roses.

Zinnias (same zinnias where I took the monarch butterfly pictures in Tuesday's post.)

There is something else about rivers. They flood.  We've had a lot of rain this summer, and we can only hope we don't get much more. So far we have had a couple of flooding events, all flash flooding, but if the Susquehanna and Chenango flood, we are in trouble.

Speaking of weather - come back tomorrow, for some amazing sky pictures.

Finally, thank you to those who read my post yesterday, and for commenting.  Thank you for continuing to think of my mother in law.  This morning, she continues in the hospital.  Doctors did a procedure yesterday to help drain her left lung and got a lot of the fluid out.  She didn't have enough stamina to be able to complete the procedure.  This is not a procedure that can be repeated too many times, and it would be less and less successful each time as scar tissue would start to build, however.

So that particular journey continues.