Friday, April 8, 2022

Running Water

 

     Step outside the door of Camp Grouse. The sound of running water is everywhere. Snow is melting. Spring rains made certain the remaining snow contains an abundance of moisture. Streams are swollen.     
       Almost every night the temperatures have dipped below freezing, but the sun, with its higher declination, rapidly warms the air each day into the upper thirties or even forties. And even more water is added to the spring freshet.
       Woodcock are about. The dogs accidentally found one and pointed it. That certainly made their day. I’m not sure about the woodcock’s. Grouse are probably drumming, but it’s been too cold to sit out in the evenings to listen. The first evening that the temperatures are a bit warmer we’ll sit on the deck and sip our evening cocktail to listen. It’s a sound that reminds us that all is well in the woods.

Can you see him?


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