Druid Hill Creek flows northward into Grays Lake. Regardless of season, about four to six inches of clear water runs constantly over its rocky and pebbly bottom. When heavy rain falls, though, the normally placid brook becomes nearly frightening, roaring and tumbling and sometimes reaching three or four feet in depth. Over the years I've painted and drawn the creek many times and in all seasons. It's comforting to think that this watercourse has very likely been here since before the city.
Watching the creek change from season to season is instructive and one of the simple
pleasures.
Over the past ten days or so the undergrowth up and downstream has burst
into a thousand shades of green. Most of the early growth is
honeysuckle but there are all sorts of woodland plants below that, and
not too far away a redbud tree, no doubt sown there by birds, has begun
to show color along spindly branches. Now that the warmer weather has
come, birdsong echoes among the trees and squirrels are chasing one
another from branch to trunk to ground and back again. Naturalized
narcissi are flowering, too. Spring at last, spring at last.
Spring Growth on Druid Hill Creek |
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