A creative journey to Centennial Brook

Below you will find an event map describing my journey to the crossing over Centennial Brook. I took a semi-artistic approach to the map, as you will see observations that I have observed through the changing seasons.

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Many of the leaves have all fallen, expect some species that last a little longer. For example, the red osier dogwood was still in prime fall foliage. Many of the oak trees had lost their leaves and had lots of Shittake mushrooms growing due to the increase in rain. This increase in the rain also rose the water levels of the brook, which were higher than ever seen before. The large eastern black walnut tree near the Brook had lost all of its leaves early in the fall season and was very barren. The honeysuckle bush still had all of its leaves and was a beautiful light greenish yellow tone. Finally, I excitingly spotted my first bird, a downy woodpecker coming out of its nest in a very moist stag tree.

I will now narrate my journey through a creative poem. 

As the gravel turns to dirt

The rain begins to fade

The barren trees dot the path

As my feet crunch over the leaves

I tread lightly

As to hear the rushing brook

As it pitters patters and meanders

Past the blooming dogwoods

A woodpecker nests

For the upcoming winter

Peace is felt, as the rain begins to pour

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