Little stream

There's a little waterway that comes down out of the mountain then twists and turns its way through the farm to the junction with a larger stream.

I don't usually walk there.  On Saturday I felt like a change of scenery so that's where I headed. 

It's just a little creek but when there's heavy rain it carries an enormous amount of water down from the mountain.  It changes after each heavy rain/flood.  Look at the precarious angle of that young totara tree.

I doubt it will survive another flood.

Evidence of previous floods:

Down near the shady bend in the creek where Sammy was distracted by some movement or smell on the other side, there are some large, gnarly old poplars.

I took this shot leaning with my back against the tree and pointing up.  Freaky!