13 June 2017

At the bottom of my garden...

... water heads towards the River Tay, while the weather is warm but very wet today, the air full of summer mist, the water washing everything and everybody on its way.


11 comments:

Sean Jeating said...

It's always nice to see the bottom of your garden.
Is it possible your water these days is containing more liquid than usual?
What does make it look coppery?

Andrew said...

Mud Sean, washed from the banks as the burn (Scottish for stream) is in spate (ie unusually full and fast after heavy rain). It rises and falls quickly depending on the weather up in the Ochil hills from whence it flows.

Sean Jeating said...

Ah, so neither my eyes nor my memory cheated me. Thanks for the explanation, Andrew.
Does your burn sometimes even burst its banks?

Andrew said...

About once every ten years it reaches the top of those steps in the first photo, and is horrendously hazardous for a day or so, but any higher and it would all spill out into the fields beyond which are thankfully a foot or so lower than my lawn, so I think the house is safe enough.

Sean Jeating said...

May your thinking be the burn's demand, then. :)

Sean Jeating said...

Uff: read 'command'

susan said...

That's what I call a fine addition to a backyard.

Andrew said...

And no pump required for this water feature Susan - all powered by gravity and sunshine, and populated by otters, fish, eels and visited by herons looking for a meal. It is nice. Rather hypnotic just to sit with a mug of tea and watch the water flow.

CherryPie said...

Lovely garden views. The water looks a little muddy at the moment!

Claude said...

So refreshing and tempting! Is it very deep and rocky? On calm days, could I soak my feet in, and cross it without danger?

Andrew said...

On that day you would have been swept away Claude, to eventually be found floating under the new Tay bridge at Dundee. On most days you could sit and cool your feet safely, although my children when young discovered to their horror that a long slippery eel might wrap itself around ankles. It didn't put them off - they used to love playing in there when it was placid.