My Place…..
The Stream that cuts through Centennial woods is the place that I have chosen to study for this phenology assignment. The area around the stream and the stream its self are showing signs of the seasons changing. Around the stream bank there is a lot of leaf litter and dead grass, and inside the stream its self-there is even more plant matter. About half of the deciduous plant matter in the area had already changed color or had their leaves fall off. Along the side of the stream that I was sitting on, the water was shallower and had a lot of rocks that caused some turbulence and as you got further from the bank that I was sitting on the water got deeper and faster flowing and in the current you could see plant matter being carried downstream. This place has a special feel to it in my head ever since the centennial woods assignment earlier in the year. There is just a picturesque view of the brook and fantastic lighting that makes it feel familiar to me. While I was sitting there it was very easy to notice how tranquil sounding the brook was, babbling through the winding and ever-changing flood plain. To get to my place you need to walk into Centennial Woods and follow the main trail, take a left as you get to the first clearing, then going down the hill follow the set of wooden walkways and once you cross the bridge my spot is directly to the left. You can tell you have arrived at my spot when you can hear the babbling of the brook from all around you. Whilst you are there, at least during this time of year, you can experience the leaves slowly and effortlessly drift into the water and down the stream. The water bugs are still out and paddling around the surface and around the fallen branches. There are the occasional calls of birds that haven’t migrated yet, and the scuffling of chipmunks that are trying to get the last bit of food before their winter long nap.
