October 23, 2002

Easy Come, Easy Go

For those of you following the sudden flood that has swollen only one of our two creeks, you're not going to believe this! The huge volume of cold, clear water is coming from a huge cavern that has opened up in the side of the ravine, about half way up the side of the ridge, creating a new tributary to our nameless creek, swelling its volume four-fold!

Nah. This is what I saw in the eye of my child's mind. All along, the adult figured it must have something to do with the pond up on the ridge. Must be more like a lake, because we got a heck of a lot of bonus water. Until it stopped like shutting off a tap, sometime yesterday. The silence without it was deafening.

Neither of the two folks I know up that way were in town to ask what was going on. We still don't know for sure. But it was exciting to conjure up visions of water burbling up out of a deep green hole, up just around the bend in the creek, under the Rhododendrons, the perfect magical waterhole, where next summer I was definitely going to go dipping-skinny! Gives me goose bumps just thinking about it.

Meanwhile, another truck has slud off (sic! localism) the edge of the road into the crick yesterday. If life gets any more exciting, I'm gonna half to start taking that tonic for my nerves that they make up yonder in the Rhodos.

Posted by fred1st at October 23, 2002 07:11 AM

A bit o' that tonic every now and then might not be a bad idea anyway...strictly for *medicinal* purposes, you understand.

There's something deep and mysterious about springs, especially where you can actually see them coming up out of the ground. It's as if this water appears by magic, summoned up from the bowels of the nurturing earth, and you wonder how far it's had to travel, and what twisted cracks in the earth have finally led it to the place where it makes its entrance into the world we know. I suppose that's why, in many cultures, springs become sacred places.

Posted by: Curt at October 23, 2002 11:46 AM

I've been reading Edward Abbey's Desert Solitaire. His observations make you appreciate just how wonderful and mysterious water really is. Let us know if you ever plumb the mystery.


Posted by: sainteros at October 23, 2002 06:11 PM

Fred! Dang! I was ready to believe you'd discovered a spring. Oh, well. You'll find that perfect swimming hole someday.

Posted by: Fran at October 23, 2002 08:06 PM

Shouldn't that be "has done slud"?

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at October 24, 2002 11:38 AM

The Fountain of Youth....I think that's what you have......but.....still...seeking it makes it go away.

Posted by: Da Goddess at October 25, 2002 03:33 AM

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