Posts Tagged ‘creek’

A Water Spirit?

I was looking back through some old pictures of water running in a creek,

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and came to a picture of a creature staring back at me … an undine staring back at me. The water spirits are called undines.

It looks like it has a message for someone.

The Magic of Ice, Part 2

The ice’s imagination has no bounds.

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I wonder if the creatures were involved in the designing?

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It’s like magic happened overnight.

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Will this life form swim away?

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The myriad of designs in this section of the creek would be beyond comprehension without the picture.

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Obviously, there are endless possibilities for ice compositions.

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I think I walked up on a secret meeting of the ice spirits.

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The characters and shapes in the ice differ with each freeze.

That’s why I always make an effort to visit this small creek when the conditions are right for ice.

… I wonder if they enjoyed me as much as I enjoyed them?

The Magic of Ice, Part One

Designs in ice always fascinate me. A recent cold spell created both dramatic and delicate designs.

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The creek is a small wet-weather creek with a rocky bottom.

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A closer look shows intricate designs within the designs.

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Contributing shapes and the flow of the water seem to have quite an imagination.

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A larger area makes a larger “canvas” for the masterpiece.

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Nooks crowd designs within their confines.

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Some look like they’d break just from the wind’s breath.

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I haven’t decided what this figure resembles.

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Ebb and flow, as the creatures create themselves.

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I’ll post part 2 of this ice blog series on Wednesday, the 21st.

Ice Impersonations

I usually head for the hills when the ice starts forming in a small rocky creek only four or five miles from our house. The water was touching the underside of the ice two days ago when I was here.

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 It touched very little of the ice today. Intricate designs, combinations of sizes and shapes were vying for attention.

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My attention immediately when to the right side where a friendly, 4-legged creature was showing interest in what looked like a young bird.

This is the prelude to two blogs of the ice that was in this creek. The first one will be posted Sunday the 18th and the second the following Wednesday.

Finally, Eagle Mountain

My husband got tired of hearing me complain about not being able to drive up on Eagle Mountain.

It’s been months since a heavy rain washed deep gullies in the road going up the hill onto the mountain. It took 4-wheel drive to get up the first hill. He had to navigate several hair-raising washouts in the three miles to reach the creek.

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It was the middle of the afternoon. Buffy took off like she was visiting an old friend and didn’t want to miss a thing.

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The sun occasionally peeked through the clouds.

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We followed the creek, instead of heading up the hill to explore.

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The word “steep” came to mind.

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I was so relieved to see the Christmas fern still growing on this large rock in the creek. It’s grown there for at least four years. Water from heavy rains sometimes reach heights that can go over the rock.

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I took one last reflection picture before we headed back to the truck.

The drive back across the mountain seemed worse than on the way in.

So, I won’t be going up there again until the road’s fixed.

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  I can combine memories of past hikes with what I’d like to experience to create an outing whenever I feel the need for one

 … until Buffy and I can hike on Eagle Mountain again.

Under a Full Moon

I know these pictures are a tad strange and suggest leaning back to view them.

Back in the early 90’s I wrote and illustrated weekly nature articles for several local newspapers. This meant I spent a lot of time hiking and camping in nature. I illustrated each article with an ink drawing. I also own 33 acres that is now a registered land and water reserve, translating to one step below a nature preserve.

My goal was to see the different plant communities in different weather, at different times of day and in the different seasons.

One winter full moon started out cloudy, and I had planned to go to my land and paint small watercolor pictures by moonlight. The sky partially cleared. I suited up and hurried the seven miles down there.

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Water ran in the creek, and snow blanketed the ground.

No flashlight was used. This first picture was viewing across the creek, with moonlight hitting the water, and trees casting their shadows across it.

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This was painted after I crossed the creek and where a trail started up the hill.

I painted with colors I couldn’t see.

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The night was humid and the paint didn’t dry.

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I became immersed in the night, the full moon … heard a barred owl hooting and coyotes calling.

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My last painting was of the grassy barrens with the wooded ravine in the background.

That night stayed with me for a long time. These pictures hang in my bedroom, and occasionally take me back to that special night.

A Thorny Vine

 Ice from a late February storm hadn’t completely melted when Buffy and I headed out for a loop drive through the country. We ended up at Stone Face. I parked at the mouth of the road because of remaining ice.

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Moss on the base of a stump caught my attention. It might be velvet tree apron moss. I didn’t give it much attention after spotting the thorns.

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Three serious-looking vines grew nearby.

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The longest thorns were 5/8 inch long, or longer.

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These vines obviously meant business!

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The teeny “spots” looked fuzzy up close.

I’m stumped by these vines.

I’ve never seen them before. Research online produced only one picture of this vine, and didn’t include its name.

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We couldn’t leave without a short hike along the creek. These sunlit colors immediately caught and held my attention.

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The day actually felt like the beginning of spring!