We'll visit the spot where the famous Adirondack river, the Saranac, feeds pure mountain water into Lake Champlain. Look, here at the mouth of the Saranac River, there's the lake so wide and beautiful. And the city has provided some picnic tables and trash cans, inviting us to stay awhile and drink in the scenery. It's a sunny day but not too hot, thanks to the cool breeze coming off the water. The lake is so blue, serene.
Sailboats glide along, the Green Mountains of Vermont in the distance.
Scudding cottony clouds, so seriously cirrus, pirouette across the supernal sky. It's time for you and your fellow tourists to sit down at a picnic table and experience the heavenly setting. The direction of the wind changes. When you smell something, you're also tasting it. That's why you gag, especially now, fecal miasma clogging your throat.