A favorite area to explore, walking these steep hillsides. It always offers me time to gather my thoughts and find some new ones. I found a great array of sculptures formed by the ice on the stream. It will be there one day and gone the next. The beauty is enjoyed along with the sounds of the water running under the ice. I have a favorite log at the bottom to sit on, or even stretch out and rest on. Follow me down into a canyon looking for treasures new and old.
Here I arrange rocks in the spring so I can cross over. You can walk for miles following this stream on the other side and never see anyone else. This is my couch made by a log that has been here for quite sometime. When it is hot I lay in this fast running water and then dry off on the log.
You can see imprints of leaves and logs from a long time ago.
Leaves that have sat on the ice make imprints heating the ice below producing this delicate filigree pattern.
Huge shelves have formed from glaciated snow coming down the hillsides.
Tomorrow you will be gone
Slowly fading away
New art formed on another day.