A river runs through it

You sometimes forget how wide that river is, and the amount of water that flows through it. I thought I'd better take some shots, because I was in a bad mood, and I didn't really want to. Where do bad moods come from? I thought I was having a good day, then, boom: bad mood. The extra shot, taken from the bus is of unusual decorations on the front of an otherwise nondescript cottage. Wallace and Nelson, in case you were wondering.