THE DUST WILL WAIT

 I took a short walk up the creek in the cold.  My attention was drawn to a song sparrow flitting down to hide in the wintry browns speckled with snow along the water's edge. That is where I spotted the little dead plant hooked on a rock mid stream, growing an ice sculpture off the splashing current. It was probably 12 inches across and I wondered if it would continue to build   Or, will the dancing rill eventually shake its delicate art free and send it downstream.  

This afternoon my husband transferred a couple of videos from his phone.  One of them was from a late summer walk along the creek.  The water flowing over the diversion was catching the golden rays from the setting sun. Sunset Sparkling on the Diversion Dam from pamela on Vimeo .

A pair of Hooded Mergansers with the sun shining on the water. A Great Blue Heron pretending to fish.   An immature Horned Grebe: