Evening

Two days ago, the evening's visit to The Creek confirmed the depression one cannot help but suffer when faced with the totally ephemeral nature of springtime changes.  Again, we approach The Creek to find the big cedar elm under The Oak already now in full leaf, each tender, translucent, and as naive-green as the mesquite leaves that glow across the hills.

But first, a minute of video featuring the lower small rapids.  These are the falls when the pond is down six inches from when we first started measuring its surface level.  Just click on the image below.

All things change.  But we hope the level of the pond doesn't change too much more in the downward direction it is heading now.  Half a foot drop since I sunk the water-meter stick in about five inches of water. 

Raccoon tracks along a muddy pond-shore.

Snapped this photo just to show the fine green water willow plants rising up along the shallow edges of the creek.