The Things I Do For Pictures

I climbed this tree because I always have.

It is a large tree that slants across the creek as it grows upward.

I forgot I am sixty-one now but I knew there would be photo opportunities.

From above I watched Lil cool in the creek

I dropped my lens cap...in a snaky looking spot.

I hesitated but finally climbed down with caution and retrieved it. 

But not before I shot the tree I was in...

The tree was impressive as a child but now it's almost scary.

I fear these may be the last photos you see from here!

Me and My Feet

After my feet and I had burned a brush pile and grass burrs I'd picked, we took a Gator ride to deliver Tractor Man to his tractor in the New Ground fields.  

It was warm for a run up the hill. I'm a softie so old lady Lil and Lizzy got to ride in the Gator seat with me. They'd run along with us and were so hot.  We stopped at the creek.  My shoes were quickly discarded.

 We walked in together, the dogs, my feet and I.

The water was cool

It was clear when we entered.

Clear didn't last long.

The dogs made quite a splash and stirred up the mud.

The cow flies, mosquitoes and deer flies were feeding on us as we cooled.

Even though the water was low there were some good pools to chill in.

We even liked the mud.

My self portrait and the dogs were cool and happy as we reflected.

How Does An Old Gray Lady Cool Off?

It's been hot.

Walks and runs are really hard

on this pair of stiff gray ladies.

We know where the cool spots are

and still play now and then.

Lil smiled as I waded in.

Stay cool.

Up A Creek

With sunshine and shadows we checked out the creek.  Actually this would be called a branch.  It carries the over flow from one pond and is feed by wet weather springs along the way.  As the weather turns dry the levels lower but the beauty remains.

Junior with reflection and Ki-Anne explores the opposite bank.

I ditch the shoes to feel the power from the ground and the water.

Difficult to read JR's mind

but I know Lil is considering this log for it's possibilities of becoming her stick.

The water slows but the moss still grows

A Parchment of Leaves by Silas House says, "God's Creek was a pretty place that held noise within its closeness like a voice in a cupped hand."  I listened to the beauty in the noise and though our creek or branch has no name, it is plainly God's Creek.

The water bugs danced in celebration.

Moss Walk

We followed the sandy road

Lil wanted to play stick

Ki-Anne made splashes again and again.

Checked the May Apple crop

and traveled through the old orchard that was a hundred years or more.

The walk was up hill and hot.

Lil found a treasure...a water hole behind a terrace doing its job.

The trapped rain water felt so good and cool

even prissy Lizzy had a sit down.

I gathered moss,

with low environmental impact, 

 to add to my water garden.

It makes an amazing natural filter

and it grows! 

Follow Your Toes

Winter with shoes has softened my feet I discovered quickly as I waded through a few gravel beds.  I found myself seeking sand and softer walking.  I had to go slower than last summer. I lose my balance easier.  Soon I may need a staff to navigate the creek beds but not yet.

The Heal All plant has a good stand this year.

The Spittlebugs or baby Froghoppers

hide within the safety of their own froth 

until they transform from nymph to an adult. 

It was a good day to follow my toes.

A Few Seconds

 running

 with

 Bonnie

 in

 the

 creek

 enjoying

 scent-sations

At The Farm

Joining Saturday's Critters with Eileen

What Did Your Flip Flops Do Yesterday?

Mine rested on the creek bank as I crossed to plant seeds in the wild life garden.  I planted Kentucky Wonder beans, two kinds of pop corn, cantaloupe and a variety of other seeds.  We shall see what happens.

Rescued a catalpa tree from honey suckle and briers.

After...I think the tree may fare better now.

I enjoyed tiny wild flowers

and watched plums bloom against a beautiful sky.

My bare feet played as my eyes feasted on the new growth of spring.

My flip flops were happy.