The creek is very high during the rains...chocolate milk or light coffee and really wild.
Penny isn't put off by the speed or the color, it's still the creek.
Even the side runs that normally trickle are fast and dangerous.
Next morning brings a sky that you have to photograph...so colorful, a spiritual thing.
The creek has subsided...it has rushed to Pigg River and returned to a lighter shade.
Belle likes this taste better.
Debris litters the banks and rocky ledges that rise like dinosaur backs.
Penny has her favorite holes to soak in along the run route.
The sun has shone for several days now.The flowers are up and the tree buds are popping.
More rain is forecast for tomorrow and the next day, however I don't think that they will be the torrential rains of last week.
Gentle rain is good, the fields will green up nicely. Those downpours wreak havoc with the driveway,the fields and the streams.
The old adage applies:
Too much of a good thing, isn't good.