7 thoughts on “Poem and #PictureOfTheDay: 05/Feb/22”

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2. So much goes over those rocks, it’s no wonder they are rounded by time. Great picture, Stuart!

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   06/02/2022 at 02:27

   1. Aye, the stream has run for centuries, Barbara. And the underlying bed of sandstone mixed with ironstone provides a sturdy grounding. But, as you say, water is a determined smoother of all it flows across.

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      06/02/2022 at 08:28

3. Lovely!

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   05/02/2022 at 19:30

   1. Thanks, Lynette.

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      06/02/2022 at 08:26

4. This takes me back to my youth! I have fished in many small streams like this. One of the last times I was 6 months pregnant with my first child, and the highlight was landing in the stream and walking out several miles soaking wet. My Doctor was horrified, but my Mother and I laughed ourselves silly. There are many streams like that to pick fiddleheads. They are wonderfully sweet greens and to me a delicacy. Thanks for posting.

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   05/02/2022 at 15:15

   1. Ah, youth revisited, Brenda. I, too, recall playing in such small waterways. We used to catch freshwater crabs and minnows and sticklebacks. Wonderful days!

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      05/02/2022 at 17:21

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