Rockbound Stream Above a week of Scratchings

The babbling brook wends it way past

many a rock

sometimes passing by slowly and calmly

Some boulders case it to speed up and rush on by

Sometimes whole gatherings of rocks

force it to squeeze through nooks and crannies

Bursting from those crowded tight space

it rushes wildly into the open face of this

handsome fellow

who has been kept warm all winter long with a blanket of green and silvery grey.

scratchings tell the tale of a week that couldn't make up its mind

raining cats and dogs one day

blanketing us in snow the next

then another day of rain

A green strip for the Irish

Then silver bellied fish for a Pisces birthday.

Tree Invaders

Moss invading shaggy bark....

and working it's way through deep crusty canyons.... 

...creates a soft and gentle playground for woodland fairies

and a warm and cozy home for a gazillion tiny insects.

Whole cities of fungus climbing trees... makes me think of urban sprawl.

And of course old man's beard..

so delicate yet seemingly indestructible.