On a very Cool and Overcast late April Day at the Mouth of the West Draw I visited my Old Friend, the Goner Cottonwood. Then by following the Water Upstream the Afternoon revealed bright New Blooms, some more recent Wind Damage & a few faded Remnants of the Old Year.
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A Good Friday in the Rain
As I Went Out on Good Friday Morning, the Rain began as soon as I was through the Gate and Walking across the Prairie. For the First Few Hours it was Merely Damp. But later in the Morning the Sound of Thunder and a Harder Downpour told Me: “Ite, Missa Est…”
A Light Snow Day
A little Walk across the Prairie to the Second Draw after a Light Snow. There was Good Water down in the Draw and the Wet Snow coated the Trees. Over in the Big South Draw there is a Blow Down from a few years ago that makes for some Hard Going. And back to the East, the Grandmother Cottonwood is still standing but She’s losing Limbs fast these Days…
A March Afternoon Down in the West Draw
On a breezy March Afternoon with whispery thin High Clouds making for a Beautiful Soft Light I walked across the Prairie to the Head of the West Draw. There the Seeps and Springs were flowing even though the Winter had not been very wet. Last year’s Grasses lay like a Golden Blanket covering the wet Cleft. I followed the Water downstream North until the Sun started to sink low. Then back up a Game Trail into the Prairie and Wind…
The Chronology of a March Afternoon
On the Second of March I entered the Prairie under scooting White Puffster Clouds tracking in from the Northwest on a brisk Breeze & punctuating the Sunshine with periods of Gray Soft Light. I crossed the East Field & around to the Mouth of the Little Spike Draw & then Upstream past Clusters of Cottonwoods to the Hidden Seep which was this Day only a bit wet & oozing. From there I climbed up & out onto the Second Field & through Golden Grasses bearing Southwest to the Park-like Copse near the Confluence of the muddy Second Draw & the freely flowing Big South Draw. Here I visited Grandfather Cottonwood & ventured to the Edge of the Wetlands to the South. Then on the walk back to my truck in Late Afternoon Light I came upon a Tree just shy of Flowering.
Winterlight
A crisp afternoon spent wandering around under the muted light and soft shadows of early February in the West Draw and nearby.
The Ides of March – 2016
On the cusp of winter turning to spring
I decided to follow the water upstream
for an afternoon visiting a few old friends.