Today I decided to walk down to the creek. I used to go there nearly every day with Maggie (except in winter- it's too steep to snowshoe). I confess I haven't done as many daily walks since she's been gone. Also, there is a big tree down across my path and it's going to be a lot of work to cut it out.
But, today I worked my way down to the creek. It has no name, and it's only a couple of miles long. I've taken you to the headwater marsh (and learned it's covered in poison ivy, so that's not a good summertime walk). I've followed it to the Pere Marquette River, but it goes through a lot of private property, so I only did that once. And it was before I started blogging.
At any rate, it has water year round, and it's close to home, so I enjoy it. We had a strong warm wind last night so are nearly snowless again. The creek is a little ripple of brown across a sandy bottom nestled in the orange-brown leaves.
The deer sure aren't either good trail builders or environmentalists. Their trail just plunges straight down the bank. I took a more angled route across the face of the gully.
This is my favorite shot of the day- a scalloped edging on a patch of ice.
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7 comments:
Looks like a great place to explore!
That looks like a wonderful place. It reminds me of the creek at one of the parks I used to visit.
What a nice spot. I can see how that might be a bit tricky getting down to the water in winter weather
Pleasant place. I know it is only my imagination, but I can hear the burbling of the brook as I write this.
How nice that you are able to access nature so easily. Looks so peaceful and quiet....
So lovely ~ this November landscape of yours. Thanks, as always, for sharing it with us!
If that is the cemetery by your house it is where Jerimiah pierced my right ear :) as I slipped down the bank.
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