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Rolling , Rollicking…..

 

Did I say Roaring!
Did I say Roaring!

……ROARING!

All water everywhere is flowing downhill into MIllstone.
All water everywhere is flowing downhill into MIllstone.
...on almost every branch of almost every tree....
…on almost every branch of almost every tree….

Millstone River in Bowen Park is overflowing its banks and crashing down to the ocean – every bit of ground is saturated and the many dips and dives have become mini streams feeding into the River!

An Amazing Sight!

Everything is overflowing into the River.
Everything is overflowing into the River.
A carving of an Owl nestles into the mosses on the trunk of a tree.
A carving of an Owl nestles into the mosses on the trunk of a tree.
Every bit of the park is channelling water!
Every bit of the park is channelling water!

Around it are the verdant greens of the moss, lichens and ferns that grow on almost every branch of almost every tree.

A local carver has added some art – another of the owl carvings that I now find in almost every local park!

Happy Viewing

Lynette

Farewell to the Ice

The English Ivy - looks healthy no matter the weather.
The English Ivy – looks healthy no matter the weather.
Some sorry looking lickens - dripping with moisture.
Some sorry-looking lichens – dripping with moisture.

Ok – I know that we could still be hit with a late storm – but I think that it is pretty safe to say that the bone cold we had won’t be back until next year!  While I love the interest snow and ice can add to photographs – I really  can only handle it for a short time – then I am more than happy to return to our normal mild and balmy weather!

We walked along the Millstream river in Bowen on Tuesday.  The air was thick with evaporation as the snow and ice were melting and evaporating into the very mild air – a balmy +7° Celsius, (approx. 44° F) that had replaced the deep freeze from the previous week.

Heavy moisture as the snow and ice start to evaporate - mutes the sounds and softens the edges.
Heavy moisture as the snow and ice start to evaporate – mutes the sounds and softens the edges.
Icy cold giving way.
Icy cold giving way.

Snow gives everything familiar a different look.  It intensifies the greens and chills the greys.  Everything is cold and sharp and not quite as friendly.

Tuesday afternoon it starting raining, and then pouring, by Wednesday morning the snow was gone, small hillocks here and there as reminders of the cold before.

I hope that you enjoy the walk!

Lynette