As we walked the path to the river to play,
we passed many ancient trees along the way...
...along the trail many old giants lay,
some cut into benches and gateways offered us a momentary place to sit, to stay~
but the river beckoned...
come play, come play!
And so we went on down to the river,
Down to the river to play!
This is the Cispus River at Iron Creek Campground in the Gifford Pinchot National Forest in Washington. The trees here are ancient, many over 600 years old. Think about that, they were growing before Columbus set sail for this land. The very storms that sent trees through our roof a few years ago also brought down many of these giants and they are now nurse trees in the forest. Some lay in the river like huge beached whales. I tried to capture even a bit of just how huge they are but my camera is unable to relay what it is like to feel so tiny and insignificant standing next to one of the trees.Walking in this forest makes me want to cry for the beauty, and I can never be here without reflecting on God and His creation.
18 comments:
Looks like the girls had so much fun in the river! It was a nice walk to the river!
The path to the river is so nice; the sun shining through those giant trees. Thank you for sharing God's masterpiece with us.
I don't think I have been to that campground. It is so humid here I have been staying indoors. The storms last night were really loud and scary. Looks like you all had a great time.
Those trees are magnificent, Kathy. I love this post. I could so easily see this being published as a children's picture book. Very nice.
So, it sounds like you go down to the river to play AND pray! Incredible photos! I feel like that when I step outside on a chilly December night (or ANY clear night!) and look up at the stars. One cannot help but worship the God of the universe, eh?
I wouldn't be able to go there either without being consumed by GODS presence!
Beautiful pictures of the girls.
Blessings, andrea
Wow, Kathy, you could have been walking right outside Pondside! We live in such similar areas. Up here we'd be walking to the lake, as this part of the island is studded with small lakes - crystal clear and nearly empty of swimmers. Love it!
Dad and I went white water rafting on the Cyspus River the summer of 1983 or 4 . . . I will always remember getting tossed out of the raft at Iggy's Turn. At the end of our trip, Dad pouring a little beer over the oyster on a half shell and "grilling" them.
Joni
Gorgeous!!! I THOUGHT the trail looked suspiciously like a park trail!
I love your narrative too.
I have some park trail pictures from my summer wanderings that I still need to post - - - just waiting for the creative "bug" to bite so, unlike you, I won't put up something boring - - - -
Hi: I am running late for TT. I am sorry that your treasures have left. I know how much you enjoyed them. "Be still and know that I am God." is one of my favorite scriptures. I always seem to need that reminder. Love your tea cup. Have a restful week. Blessings, Martha
For a short while I could make the words fit the song! It's one of my favorite songs and I enjoyed this post and photographs.
What a beautiful place, Kathy- God's handiwork truly is everywhere.
Now I'll be singing that song... *grin*
(Which isn't a bad thing!)
I know exactly what you mean by not being able to capture the size and grandure of the trees! It looks you had a good time and so did the kids! We shall remember this spot and try to visit it someday! Thanks!
Oh Kathy.... I love the song... I love the pictures.... this looks like absolute heaven for children or adults..... I love my Texas, but ...... in this area of south Texas we sure don't have any trees so magnificent!!! Beautiful!
How sweet this was! Looks like the girls had so much fun! blessings,Kathleen
Lovely!
~*~Amy~*~
That pathway made me want to just meander thru it as well. I love places like that.
I can't believe the size of some of those trees!
i love that song so much! your photos
are gorgeous and do display the grandeur
of those ancient trees.
thank you.
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