It probably didn't look too different back when Lewis and Clark were paddling the canoes up the Missouri River. This is almost at the mouth where it joins the Mississippi, the confluence.
A dandelion was blooming in the rocks.
The other bank looked pretty far. We didn't see any animals or birds there.
Ice daisies were blooming.
Some lady with unfortunate blends of purple.
It was a quiet scene.
There were rocks in the water to slow the erosion. The waters were high this spring. All of this was completely under water in 1993.
Leaves of three, let it be--poison ivy.
Queen Anne's lace regally blooming in the rocks on the bank.
The point is Pelican Island. It was a peaceful and beautiful Sunday.