One of the most pleasant features of my stay at Douthat State Park last month was the small stream that ran behind my campsite. I fell asleep each night to the sound of water tumbling over the rocky stream-bed.
Before supper one afternoon, I climbed down the bank behind my trailer to the creek for a closer look. The water's edge was shady and green in the afternoon light. The wet rocks underfoot were slippery, and looking down to keep from falling, I began to see pictures among the rocks. The stream was lined with an up-tilted bed of what appeared to be shale along with water smooth rocks, mosses and ferns. I spent a happy half-hour photographing the colors and textures at my feet. Sometimes, it pays to look down.
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