Folks who study these things designate September 30th as the end of the annual water year, logic being it’s likely as low as streams will get until another trip around the sun. Perhaps incidentally, it’s the end of the federal budget cycle.
At any rate, it sees a fitting if arbitrary annual cutoff for my own project, visiting, learning, fishing, experiencing the nation’s last best streams- with ecological, geological, historic or cultural resources making them candidates for federal protection. It’s been a wild year, and having a project to focus on that takes me out of my own head has been a godsend.
It’s gonna get crazier.
Good thing I have more for next year.