A Sunday Afternoon Meander

Beyond the brambles a creek runs shadowed. Overhung by hemlock, cedar and fir, and bordered by rocks buried in moss, it trickles a boundary between our property and the neighbour’s. In summer it’s almost non-existent, but now, filled by days of rain, it tumbles its way down shallow slopes to reach the marsh.

Rain spatters circles into its surface and glosses nearby ferns. The ground squishes under foot as I pause at water’s edge to click pictures.

Who in their right mind wanders around in the rain with a camera and no umbrella? Perhaps I’ve never had a right mind, but I like the freshness of rain-washed air on an almost-spring day. I couldn’t resist as the soggy Sunday afternoon beckoned me into it.

The breeze and dripping trees fling chilled drops into my face and down my neck. Too soon I am chased back where there is warmth and dryness, and I return to my writing.


“Jesus stood and said in a loud voice, “Let anyone who is thirsty come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me, as Scripture has said, rivers of living water will flow from within them.”
[John 7:37b-38 – NIV]  



Published by Carol

A freelance writer of fiction and non-fiction living on the West Coast of Canada.

12 thoughts on “A Sunday Afternoon Meander

  1. Sometimes one has to take a risk, in order to see a new ‘vision of beauty’. As long as you were safe and careful, it is ok to wander without an umbrella.

  2. You captured the dark beauty of the creek water running. I almost hear the droplets plunging into the water causing the circles. The natural world you live in is breathtaking to imagine. Thank you for sharing your adventures. Blessings to you…

  3. Can you hear the creek moving? I used love that sound when I was a kid. In spring, the wind in my bedroom would be opened a crack, and I could hear the creek running between the house and the pastures. Very soothing. I loved that about Santiago too. Here, the lake is quiet. Though it has been grumbling at night. Probably wishing the ice would get off its back.

    Lovely photos, Carol. I bet you can feel God’s pleasure when you’re out and about.

  4. A beautiful meander. And you are better for it.

    I really love the photo of the raindrops in the water–big drops and little drops all spreading out to join together. Kind of like the words we spill.

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