on the rocks

If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water. (Loren Eiseley)

I couldn’t agree more.

145/365: rocks & water

urban wildlife

Over the winter, we were delighted and baffled to discover a number of trees near the creek that had been felled and gnawed by beavers. Not a common thing in the city! Our theory is that the changes brought by huge flooding last summer in Minneapolis may have encouraged the beavers to colonize Minnehaha Creek.

Cut to 2015. In our current state of drought, the creek is low in its bed. The trees are marked for removal. No sign of beavers. Still, it’s nice to know that they were our neighbors, if only for a season.

130/365: beavers, interrupted

going with the flow

A favorite assemblage of water, sunlight, and rocks caught up in a lovely dance.

93/365: creek reflection

forest for the trees

Sometimes the subject is line, shape, form, tone, texture, pattern and color. I just need to see it.

57/365: winter copse

snow report

Snow serves as winter’s record-keeper. No movement goes untracked. This section of the creek mapped the intersections of raccoon rush hour and the sun’s low-angled journey across the afternoon sky.

22/365: tracks & shadows