Wednesday, December 14, 2016

The way in and the way out and then I risked my life to get these for you

This was the last hike of the year for me, I'm not a snow hiker or even walker.  But I love the smell of the forest and the quiet mystery.  It's the end of fall in these pictures and still quite warm. The scent was heavenly. At certain points I could look up and see the sky, but most of the time it was an enveloping canopy of trees.                         
                          This was the way the path looked as I entered
                                                                             
                              This was the path on the way out.

 I was struggling with some things that day as I walked and it struck me as I was leaving, that it seems some of the problems of life are so easy to get into and so difficult to get out of, but all through it there is an abundance of beauty and peace and wonderful things that nourish and sooth us and give us hope.  It reminded me that I tend to just see the problem that is right in front of me and not the larger picture. When I could stop for a moment and take it all in, it reminded me of how good life can be.  It's all about perspective.                                                                        
                                                                                 
This is for you, Birdie.  This was my companion.

Here is what I had to risk my life to capture for you. I walked through the blustery, howling, windy snow to get these pictures of the creak on our property.  You can't see it very well, but that is the little water fall at the beginning of the creak.  It actually has to come down 5 little steps but they were very hard to see because I would have had to get in the creak to capture it clearly. And the sound of it? My god, it's natures music, isn't it? That tumble of water over rocks and logs. In the summer I sit by it for hours and listen to it. I've never lived by this sound and I might not ever again, so I know how lucky I am to receive a musical, watery gift like this.
Here the snow is whizzing past the camera and it looks like little comets flying through the air. 

                                                                               

It's amazing to know that through all this chaos and turmoil, the planet still pretty much does what it's supposed to. God how I pray that continues.

I swear to you, my pictures aren't always this bad, really.
             


12 comments:

  1. I like your photos, especially the first one with the path before you. It seems so obviously the path to take.

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    1. I felt that when I started the hike, that they had done a great job with design. The path so obviously says "welcome, this is the way to go."

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  2. You have water running through your property, that's wonderful, what a connection.

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    1. There are a couple of places where it has tiny rapids - the sound there is so beautiful.

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  3. Your pictures are great, thank you very much. :-) There is nothing like a walk or a bike ride or something physical to clear the mind and lift the spirit.

    Greetings from London.

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    1. I am envious of your youth and strength and how it gives you ability to bike as much as you do - and I am also inspired by it :)

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  4. A caterpillar! 🐛
    That's a sign in my opinion.

    Your pictures are beautiful! And your creek. I knew I was going to live in my home before I even stepped in the door. I could hear the river.

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    1. Yes! I think you're right :)
      I'm so glad you have water too. I hope it helps you, Birdie, to find your own peace xo

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  5. How very magical to have creek music. The snow looks so peaceful.
    Xoxo
    Barbara

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    1. It is, Barbara! I hope you have snow sometimes where you live. But most of all - peacefulness xoxo

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  6. oh, a live creek. something I've always wanted to have on my property. but alas it's not to be I guess. and woods you can walk through. there's a wild tangle at the back of my property but I don't go in it as it is full of poison ivy.

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  7. Well, this is one of the last areas around the outskirts of Portland that are still like this. So, yeah, I'm pretty dang lucky. I was absolutely in shock when we moved here and I saw the creak!

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