mv. SuperAmerica

Coming down the Ohio River.

Heading into the late afternoon sun, toward one or more of the Marathon Petroleum docks at the mouth of the Big Sandy River.

And as the SuperAmerica heads down the river with empties, it meets the Marathon towboat Robinson, headed up the river with loads.

A rose

I found this on the Ohio River shore a few hundred feet below the East End bridge at Huntington, W.Va.

Did it drift down the river, tossed into the water by someone in grief? Was it thrown away by someone rejecting a suitor? Or is it simply litter, carelessly cast aside the way a beer bottle is?

We'll never know.