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It rained heavily night before last.  There was water in our basement and the spillway at the lake was roaring like I've never seen it.  Something about Thursdays is a little scattered, so we swapped time outdoors for formal lessons.  I had visions of walking around the lake, but we stayed near the spillway and dam--children can find wonder in anything.  They climbed the steep earthen dam and walked (or scooted) down again.

At the Edge

Laurel instinctively lay down at the edge of the spillway.
She was secured with a rope, but I held her with my hand, too.
All the rushing water was mesmerizing.
Mist even came off of it at the bottom.

Calm Lake

At the top, you would have had no idea there was such a torrent below.
The children didn't stay here long, but ran off down the hill and on the trail.
We crossed little streams and pressed into the swampy grasses.


Seeing Roan and Willow run away together, I could also see there were things between siblings that I could never know.


( 1 tree — Plant a Forest )
Nov. 20th, 2015 09:18 pm (UTC)
Water in the basement does not sound like fun, but the spillway at the lake sounds really exciting. I'm loving all those knitted hats I'm seeing. ♥
( 1 tree — Plant a Forest )

A Blessed Wilderness

It was just like being in heaven, being in there. In those days there was no road. The park was all a blessed wilderness. I have often thought what a wonderful people we would have been if we had wanted to keep it that way.

~Adolph Murie, biologist, on Denali


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