The Lafitte Swamps in New Orleans showed me an entirely new kind of water. These massive, peaceful swamps are home to feral little swamp pigs, gators who look just like modern dinosaurs, and natural elements that one can see moving as one. As the green algae and grass atop the swamp moves and grinds, so too do the branches hanging overhead. I could almost feel the swamp come alive, a beating heart, lungs.
And to see the gators slowly moving about within this body, eyes the only part visible but ominously foreboding about the body beneath, is breathtaking. They rise up from the water, straight up, powered by that thunderous tail. And the wild little piggies climbing over one another greedily snorting towards anything edible.
These waters represent danger and caution rather than the passive clear waters of Minnesota.