I Blame Jules

Trying To Get  Over The Rainbow   would not let me wallow in my own self pity this morning and insisted I take a walk.  If you don't enjoy this, you can blame in on Jules, too. 

I looked out my kitchen window, or rather at my mess waiting to be cleaned, garden vegtables to be put away, and all the dirty dishes.  At that moment, I gave up and decided to take a walk.  This mess would wait on me.

I enjoyed a look at the fresh spring.

I whistled up all the dogs and began this Sunday's adventure.

TP enjoyed playing alligator.

The Borders enjoyed their eternal quest for sticks.

We traveled a different branch this time,

cooling at our leisure.

We saw an ancient wall for preventing erosion

and noticed the crawdads were cleaning house.

 

and we cooled in the shadows

The morning sun's light was perfect

for  reflections.

I'm not sure who enjoyed it the most.

The reflections blended with the fish,

making a natural work of art.

...and the fish were not afraid.

We traveled the narrow stream bed which today was small.  On flood days it reaches to the top and only natural debris can travel here.  This live water is from our first source behind the old garden.  It meanders a while and is joined by the second spring that runs along side the old garden spot.  It is a ways before the third and largest source, our drinking water, joins it and they all flow through the spring pond into the main creek.

...and here is where I climbed out of the shadows and coolness into the warmth of August sunshine.  It is hard to imagine a creek is born within these trees.

I have a few scratches from briars, I fell to one knee trying to climb a bank too steep for me...in flip flops.  I saw beautiful mossy rocks and vibrant green ferns.  I cooled my legs in clean water and wiggled my toes in clay mud and sand.  I sat on a rock bigger than my coffee table and just let the beauty soak in.  I saw no snakes or evil critters although I can't tell you if they saw me. 

It was quiet in this spring fed gulley.  I heard no cars from the distant highway, I heard no dogs barking because they were all with me.  It was very easy to imagine what the valley looked and felt like two hundred years ago before life on earth was so complicated.  It was refreshing to forget, even if just for a moment, that I had responsibilites and obligations.  It was just me and the dogs.  It was paradise.

And wanta know something?  The damn messy kitchen was still here when I got back!!!!!

Oh, well, I could pretend, couldn't I?  I surely needed that walk, glad you could join me.