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Walking in the Woods

I love walking in the woods. Although I don’t make the time to explore the woods as often as I would like to, I am always fascinated by the things I see, hear, and experience in the woods when I do. I took a few pictures the other day while I wandered in the woods, and here are a few photos that I am sharing.


I found this pine tree that a Pileated Woodpecker had spent some time getting to know.




















This is just a little panorama of an ice shelf on Black Brook.









More evidence of the Pileated Woodpecker’s work.


I am no expert, but I am pretty certain that this is a very well-worn deer path. There were numerous paths just like this one, crisscrossing through these woods.




Today in Photography 101 the theme for my photo is water. To me this scene is peaceful to look at and to listen too. This is Black Brook, the short river that runs near my house. This little river empties into the Merrimack River, which at one time, housed the mills that made up the textile capital of the world a century ago.


Black Brook

My Street

In the foreground you’ll see there’s a street sign warning drivers that the bridge will freeze before the roadway. Further back you see the guard rail that keeps things from falling off of the bridge. The street is called a road, and although there’s no traffic on the road in the picture, I did have to wait on several cars to pass before I stepped out and took the picture. This section of road is near my house. The road is pretty busy considering I live in a small town, on a road that I would call a paved country road.

If you look hard enough, far enough, you will see a stop sign that is part of a four-way stop intersection. Beyond that you can see the road climbs out of sight. That hill ultimately rises another 150 feet or so in elevation higher than where I stood to take the picture. The bridge spans a short river (roughly 11.5 miles long) known as Black Brook. I have found printed information that mentions Black Brook as far back as the early 1700’s when Native American Indians lived throughout this small river valley.

For now, though, this is my street. I travel this road nearly every single day. Some days I am fortunate enough to never leave my home or even venture down to my street. To be honest, I think I would just as soon have lived on this street back in the 1700’s or 1800’s even as much as I enjoy it in the present. Either way, I must say, I do really like my street, and the spot we occupy along its way.

My street

Black Brook in Winter

The temperature was 21 degrees Fahrenheit. With the 10-20 MPH winds, the wind chill made the temperature feel like 4 degrees Fahrenheit. The snow was almost up to my knees, and even higher when I broke through the various levels of crust and ice beneath the fresh powder. Thankfully the sun was shining but the forest canopy filtered most of the rays from reaching the snow on the ground. Regardless, I wanted to walk along Black Brook in Winter. Walking in an around the many hemlock trees there was much less snow, but there was a lot more ice under the snow.  There were bowl-shaped areas among the trees as most of these trees are where the deer bed down in numbers.

Mostly I just wanted to see the water flowing beneath, around, and sometimes over the ice. I wanted to listen to nothing but the sounds of the wind and the water. And that was all I heard, other than any noise I created, which I tried to minimize. I ventured as close to the edge as I dared and sometimes that took me out onto an ice shelf that was a foot thick and only attached to a larger patch of ice that resulted from water that had gathered and frozen in the bowls that deer had created near the water’s edge. Walking was quite difficult in some areas, but that was expected. The silence was fantastic and the views were wonderful. I brought my camera on purpose and hoped to catch some of the beauty of this little stretch of land along our property.

Forecasters are calling for 6-8 inches of new snow tomorrow and these pictures will be completely redefined, just 24 hours from now. Maybe I will venture down the wooded hill to the water’s edge again, and see just how much change took place. For now, enjoy, as I did.

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