The River Rages

Tennessee got off lucky compared to South Carolina this past weekend, where stories of the rains and flooding have been pretty extreme.  Flood watches for the river running by our campground have ended with the river rising a mere six feet above its normal flow (flood stage is 12 feet).  Even so, it has been awe inspiring to walk along its banks the last couple of days and compare its raging beauty to the placid pace it kept when I first arrived.  Here are a few pictures to show the comparison.

 

Calm reflections . . .

Calm reflections . . .

. . . belie the coming storm

. . . belie the coming storm

 

Feeder creek respectfully nudges its way into main river flow

Feeder creek respectfully nudges its way into main river flow

After the storm it spills its banks racing to its elder . . .

After the storm it spills its banks racing to join its elder . . .

. . . swollen with newfound power

. . . swollen with newfound power

 

Stepping stones and shallow waters . . .

Stepping stones and shallow waters . . .

. . . become an impassable, angry expanse

. . . become an impassable, angry expanse

 

Small, playful waterfalls . . .

Small, playful waterfalls . . .

. . . transform into a cauldron of mud-laden madness

. . . transform into a cauldron of mud-laden madness

 

Summer Snow

I have become practically obsessed over the last couple of weeks with the mountain laurel (its scientific name, for anyone so inclined, is kalmia latifolia).   Tiny white buds first caught my attention as they started appearing on elegant evergreen shrubs that grow all around this park.  When the buds started to open, they were jaw-droppingly beautiful.  So, for today’s post I will share some of my favorite pictures of them.  I hope you enjoy!

Snowflakes in Summer!

Snowflakes in Summer …

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… starting to open up

Pink ones!

Pink ones!

a blushing snow storm

A blushing snow storm

declicate defined

Delicacy defined

Floral clouds dripping petals

Floral clouds dripping petals

Snow balls sparkling in the morning sun

Summer snowballs reflecting the morning sun

Bloomsicles!

Bloomsicles!

wandering

Gently twisting limbs

twisting

Elegance wanders

a brown-cloaked hitchhiker

A browned cloak falls

Grounded

Grounded …

Grounded!

… on a soft green cushion …

I love winter to spring!

… Summer springs!

 

Livin’ Life As You Like It

 

 

Big city, suburb

in the sticks or on the road

Livin’ life as you like it

can lighten up your load

 

balletBeach body, home body

swingin’ from a tree

One woman’s shady past

is another’s pedigree

So wake up ‘n open up

be ye young or old

Embrace your life and own it

to lighten up your load

 

IMG_1040Mountaineer, desert rat

hermit in a cave

One man’s heroic deed

is another’s loss of faith

So wake up ‘n wise on up

be ye young or old

brave your life and conquer it

to lighten up that load

 

FullSizeRender-155True to self, selfish through

the line is mighty fine

Which side you chance to land upon

others judge evil, divine

Listen not to their shrill call

listen to your own

Claim your life as you see fit

and brighten up that load

 

FullSizeRender-190Yes, big city, suburb

in the sticks or on the road

Lovin’ life where you live it

can lighten up your load

 

 

(Photos in order:  1) “Moonrise,” Angostura SRA, South Dakota; 2) “Ballet,” juvenile eagle captured by my brother, Ross, in Virginia; 3) Angel Lake, Nevada; 4) “Black Vulture Rising,” Manatee Springs, FL; 5) “Resting,” Florida Sandhill Crane under the cyprus.)