At the end of last week's post, I said I was off to the waterfalls, before they began to melt. I did go there that day, but it wasn't the right waterfall! So, Friday morning, before yesterday's sun, a friend and I set out to check out what is called the first waterfall. I have shown several photos of this area over the years, including the elegant black and whites by John Flavell. But this was my first time to make photos of it with my new camera, and I am devoted to color, so today I'm sharing some of my tries. We had sun here yesterday and rain here this morning, so I am glad I hadn't needed to postpone the outing.
|the creek, last Sunday, and the waterfall at the end, where it looks as if the ice stops|
|the bottom, melting and changing shapes before our eyes and lenses|
|These icicles hang from the ledge, to the left of where Debbie was sitting. The freedom of the branch fascinated me.|
|even farther to the left on the overhang -- good time for color in the photo|
|The creek continues to a second waterfall. This is looking back toward #1.|
|This view shows the creek going over the second waterfall, which, actually, has several sections, one after another. We decided not to risk our lives just then to get what might have been the most dramatic photo possible. Sorry!|
|This is from the side of the second waterfall, and that is an overhang just in front of me!|