Home of the Water Dragon

After a few days of fine rain: It stopped. The local creek was calling: Come and photograph: The lichens on the river birches: The gigantic birds nest ferns. The creek was raging. And though the rain had stopped, large raindrops: Falling from the drenched trees. Soaked me to the bone. Mist rising from the water: My camera steaming up: Perception of a very familiar place: Expanding: Such a magical place. ~Ally.