I drove around the back roads close to home yesterday. I must have hit clock-out time for the forest crew, who were all barreling down the narrow gravel road at a gazillion miles per hour. Thank God for small pull-outs. They were a friendly bunch, waving as they sped by.
There was not much to photograph where I was. A bobcat ran down the road in front of my car, but was spooked back into the forest. There were a couple of streams running by the side of the road, but I was hesitant to get out for fear of getting plowed over by the forest crew. (Who I’m sure would have administered first aid. They seemed like a nice bunch.)
I did pass this stream flowing through an alder stand. I love mossy alders in winter. I’d been looking for a scene like this. I passed by on my return trip out of the forest. (Traffic had slowed to an occasional truck.) I got a few shots in before the sun completely went behind a hill. What do you think?
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