Tossing Pebbles in the Stream

This blog is my place to sit and toss pebbles into the stream. The stream of Life relentlessly passing before us. We can affect it little. For the most part I just watch it passing and follow the flow. Occasionally, I need to comment on its passing, tossing a pebble at it to enjoy the ripple affect upon Life's surface.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Morning on the River

It is a lovely clear day today. The storm that is attacking the Northeastern US and Maritime Canada is missing us. Thank God for small blessings.

I made a visit to the river see how it is. The water level is really low for this time of the year. This is a testament to the limited snow fall we had this year.

Early morning back light gives a nice reflection on the water. The snow is the last of the ice shelf along the river. If you click on the picture to enlarge it you can see a corner of the gable end of the cabin in the grove of elegant elm trees. It is built on the side of the river trench, making it very private and hard to see even from the bridge.

This is the gravel bar created by the cribbing of the old bridge washed out in the flood of 1979.
A bailey bridge was installed to replace it. Ben always likes to check the river out although he is not much of a swimmer, unlike my son's chocolate lab.

The rock at the old swimming hole by the bridge is exposed. Only at the height of the summer in August is so much showing. This time of year it should be covered with water with a good current in the river at this point.

This is a picture of the gravel that now washes into the river every Spring since the governement "improved" the road. This gravel should be on the surface of the road. Right now their is a long washout along the edge of the road hill coming off the bridge. The only good thing is that the lightest particles may have washed downstream and helped to built the sandy beach in front of our cabin.

1 Comments:

At 1:17 p.m., J C said...: As usual, I am loving your pictures. It's nice to see another part of our great mother earth that we (I) would never see in person if not for your pics. That gravel bar looks like what we have here as oyster beds.