New Photos – Walking The Creek
(Warning: Lots of photos!)
These are a continuation of yesterday’s, in that they are from the same outing. What actually happened was we went to the gun range (Which is on a nature preserve, apparently!), but it was full up and people waiting (it’s a small one), so we got bored and wandered down a trail that was nearby. It went for some ways through a large pasture:
After twenty minutes or so we turned off and cut through some undergrowth down a deer path and came to the most beautiful, clean creek I have seen since… well, I’m not sure when the last time was I saw one this clean and clear:
Of course, to get the really good photos you have to actually stand IN the creek….
But then there’s the problem of wet shoes. Who wants to walk all the way back to the car with wet, slippy, slidy shoes? So hubby proposed a brilliant idea; just wade up the creek all the way back. So, we did. After all, it was only ankle deep:
I did warn hubby, though, that sometimes ankle deep creeks suddenly go deep. This one was no exception
But we got some neat photos, anyway:
Mama was right there, too, and the minute she saw us she started bouncing all over, trying to get us to chase her instead. Little did she realize we wanted a bunny that was standing still. I had to zoom in as far as I could and still had to crop the photo way down, hence the not so super quality. Oh well, he was so cute!
And then we found the exit which, oddly enough, led right up to the parking lot! Talk about perfect!
The whole trek lasted well over an hour and in all the time the only trash we found was one rusty tin can caught in some tree roots, part of a clay pigeon and some lead shot (those were both up by the exit, which as I mentioned leads right up to the exit). It was a surreal experience, for sure!
song playing at the moment – Anthem for the Underdog – 12 Stones
Photos: Arizona Artsy
(originally from January 2008)
My mother and I were invited to Arizona for a week to visit my cousins Theresa and June. It was the first time I was ever out of the midwest (not counting babyhood trips), as well as my first time on a plane. I went berserk documenting it and, though I won’t share all the photos, there are some fun ones.
Just some cool photos
Just one more….