Blog 8 Nature Writing

This is what I wrote about when we went outside during class...

The slow moving water basically still, murky. Leaves from the sweetgum tree floating in the water like stars. The weeds are peaking through the edges of where the water and soil meet. There are all sorts of weeds, one with purple little flowers buds on it, some are just random long leaves sprouting from the dirt. They emerge from the sides of the banks, angling towards the center of the water. Tall grasses are futher down the stream, cover the sides as the lift in the ground gets lower and lower. The water and land are becoming level. The roots from the trees are exposed, large veins leading towards the stream, there are also some small ones that look like worms. brown the same color as the dirt, almost hidden, their outside layer is not as rough and harsh as on the tree stump. The tree keeps dropping something from high above. Little light brown pieces, almost creme colored, fall to the ground. With the stillness in the air, as they drop you can hear them hit the ground. There are large qualities surrounding the stump. Where are they? High in the leaves nothing can be seen, not an animal or insect. These pieces are dicarded as useless, thrown away and unessesary.


There could be some themes in here. I have been trying to think of some interested concepts.
The seeds of the "gumballs" are eaten and then discarded. (used and thrown away)
The river is the source for all. (One thing or person that holds your family together)
The roots of a tree can be interesting to work with. They are hidden underground, you can't see them (usually) but there are there and are needed as a source to the life of the tree. It keeps it grounded. "Roots grow where water, minerals and oxygen are found in the soil. Because the greatest supplies of these materials usually are located in the surface layer of soil, the largest concentration of feeder roots exists in this zone." http://www.ext.colostate.edu/PUBS/garden/02926.html
The were exposed by where the stream was, it was seeking water. I don't know if any of this might translate into nature writing with a reflection, I'm just writing ideas as they come to me, whether they make sense of not.