Spring Time in Winter
I have posted about our natural springs before, but after receiving several questions about them, I decided to pay them another visit today.
Walking about thirty seconds from my front porch leaves you standing on this small ridge with this gorgeous view. Our natural spring flows directly underneath this hillside ridge, out into waterfalls and a meandering creek.
Walking halfway down the sloping hill you run into the remnants of an old well house. I can't imagine walking from my old farmhouse to this well to retrieve water. Running water is such a convenience that I think we take for granted.
Water flows from various spots on this hillside. This one has a cave entrance and although I would like to see what is inside, I have only peeked in from the outside.
Hiking down to the spring today was a cold endeavor. Usually I take the dogs with me, but I can't have them swimming around at this time of year.
Right down the hill from the well, is the remnants of an old spring house. When my kids were younger, we would spend many hours here collecting pieces of pottery, dishes, and old types of bottles.
Someone was very motivated to keep this tree growing along the creek bed. The old limestone blocks are the only things keeping it in place.
Here we are at the end of the show.
The first picture was taken on the top of the ridge, that you see in this photo.
I will be linking this post up with Tom's Tuesday's Treasures.
This place is a true treasure on our farm.