I woke up a little before daylight and didn’t feel like doing my exercises. It’s not like I have a 40-minute-super-cross-max-thunder-babarian workout or anything. I just have a 5-minute weight lifting routine that keeps my arms, back and toushy in decent shape. 🙂 At least that’s my theory. But I digress…so I read my scriptures until daylight, got dressed and went for a walk with my camera.
I don’t really like fog that is so think you can’t see anything else. But this little touch of fog wafting through the valley is pretty.
As I walk down our quiet road I can hear the water running across the field. But I hadn’t noticed the waterfall until today. I had asked Don if there was a ripple over there. He said, “No but there is a creek that comes into the river.” He has fished every inch of the Alsea River so I knew he’d know. The field is on private property and fenced in so this is as close as I can get.
Don’t you feel like this sometimes? Slowly leaning under the pressure of life, discovering that you’ve leaned so far that others are holding you up; grateful for the support to keep you from falling all the way to the ground…
Quite a few ducks are working the river this morning. I wonder why the Hooded and Common Mergansers have the same name. The Common looks so much larger than the Hooded, as well as obvious marking differences.
When I got back home, my husband ask me if I enjoyed my walk and what did I learn. I hadn’t gone out to learn anything but, as it turns out, I did.
Can you believe it? I haven’t even been in Oregon for that long and I’m looking forward to the rain?! How does THAT happen?
We’ve had “over 100 days without measurable rain” on the central Oregon coast according to the weather reports.
I do love how the moss lays in a thick blanket over each branch; even providing enough nourishment for ferns to grow out of it.
I’m sure the trees would be bare without the 92 inches of annual rainfall.
Since I can’t watch the fish jump or the fishermen catch salmon, I’ll watch the diving birds. I think the salmon runs are a little late because the rains are late.
The mergansers are fun to watch though. Look how aero-dynamic they are. They glide on top of the water for a little bit and then dart below with a plop. Once one goes, they all go. The water in the Alsea River is very clear but I can’t see them under water. Then they all plop up one at a time.
The rain does a beautiful job of sculpting the river rocks. These will soon be under water and fade into a memory until …. maybe May?
Of course, if we get to “over 100 days without a sun-break” I’ll be leaving town. 🙂
But, seriously, that doesn’t usually happen. Usually the rain comes in storms and the clouds add interest to the sky and the horizon.
Weather forecast is for the rain to start tomorrow afternoon about 4 o’clock. Maybe it will put some of those fires out too!