A few others had a similar idea. Snow on the ground for a full week is rare here so we have a desire to get outdoors, even if it is muddy. Not really knowing where I was
going, I followed some tire tracks past a “Do not enter” sign, meant for vehicles I’m sure since it exited a parking lot. I was still wandering what I might find that really interested me. The sky was bright which hadn’t happened in several days, but my eye was caught by what was to the right of the path.
OK, in the title I exaggerated for effect. It was really a channeled creek because ditch is defined as “a long, narrow excavation made in the ground by digging, as for
draining or irrigating land; trench.” (dictionary.com) Webster’s also defines natural watercourses of the same general shape as ditches but that confuses things signficantly. It does make a difference and can cost money and headaches as many a contractor can tell you. Frequently creeks are channeled with bulldozers to drain wet areas or reduce the space the creek uses. In the link that follows a contractor has to follow costly rules because of history and definition, which are mentioned in the article. (http://http://www.kitsapsun.com/news/2008/mar/11/stream-or-ditch-county-says-phinney-creek-is-the/) How dominion of nature is to be practiced should be a subject for another time but it should matter to us all since it effects what we are responsible to steward and effects us directly as well. So here I am. Is there anything of beauty or interest?
The cat-tail suggests abundant moisture in the summer, but looks a bit strange to my sight framed in snow.
But if what was growing under the water was grass this is just a ditch that is flowing now because of snow melt rather than an all weather creek. Which is it? The evidence of continuous moisture suggests that it is no ordinary terrestrial grass. I tried taking pictures of several tadpoles and fish (ranging from small minnows to perhaps 4 inches), but alas they were fast.
Some things that are fast may be recorded by other means. The one at left was on snow above ice frozen on the water course. The one at right was more obvious as to its owner.
At several places the small trees arched over the creek. Under one I thought as I approached that I saw blood. But alas my imagination got the best of me. They were berries from a vine in a tree overhead. Some will sprout where they lay and others will wash out during a storm event.
There was far more evidence of human disturbance on the site than I am showing. Some were careless and even abusive of the land resource and others were management that allows nature and urban small town to co-exist.
How many rings do you count? The little star pattern at center of the wood is curious. The cutting must have been recent because there is no bleeding out of resin or darkening due to weathering. At about halfway down the water course I started seeing these anchors.
Just above the bones and brown bottle deposit was a five foot diameter sewer line that ran above ground for perhaps 200 feet. That’s the reason my pictures focus close at hand. I was looking for life and beauty and sometimes that takes focus. Speaking of focus, sometimes I almost want my analog camera (read “film camera”) back because this high end point and shoot digital focuses where it will and I missed a Tufted Titmouse taking a bath in the creek. He, yes feathers were bright blue, was quite frisky and twirpy (Hey, Shakespeare made up words and so do
May God teach us how to enjoy and utilize His Creation to His glory.
I enjoyed the pics of your walk. Felt like I was right there with you. How fun to take notice of the little things in life.
“Felt like I was right there with you” is as good a compliment of writing as I can imagine. Thank you. Enjoying and being thankful to the Creator for the small things passes the time more pleasantly than merely waiting for the big things.