This is a "dry" creek that carries our run off from the new pond. Although the pond is forty years old, it was the last one built by Daddy and will forever be called the "new pond". We do fish in this deep hole and have caught perch that washed into this spot.
The waterfall into the fishing hole and Diamond Lil with her eternal stick. When she is not working stock, stick is the only word in her vocabulary.
A close up of the same fall where the spray has frozen on the plants.
The branch of the second spring. We still have green in many spots. The high waters have washed many things out.
My first surprise was a hidden violet, protected by a leaf.
My most wonderful surprise for the day was found along the creek. Can you see it to the left? I almost missed it. The find made my walk complete!