Went down to the River Jordan this weekend.
There's not much left of the Jordan these days. It was never a very big river, but water diversions by Israel, Syria and Jordan have shrunk it by 90%. It's a muddy creek now, about fifteen feet wide and six deep.
But despite everything, it's still alive. It waters a narrow strip of scrub forest, a belt of tamarisk trees about a hundred yards wide on each side. (Back in Old Testament days this strip was much wider, dense with hardwood trees, and home to all sorts of animals -- the "Jungles of the Jordan" mentioned in Jeremiah.) The river itself is lively with tadpoles and small fish, and dragonflies skim low across its muddy green surface.