Twenty Trip--We Pause to Look at a Grassy Stream

Friday, September 7th, 2012

I am probably breaking part of the Unofficial Code of Bloggers by sharing so many photos, but I can't help myself! There are so many to share, and so many stories to go with each.

In "normal America", we drive past hundreds of "normal creeks" without thinking twice. Oh, we may glance out the window and think that's a pretty little creek, but never do we stop and explore.

Yellowstone National Park is not "normal America," and therefore does not have "normal creeks." 

Here there are "grassy streams" and "trickling brooks" and "deadly hotsprings."
Here in Yellowstone, we stop and explore.

This grassy stream is somewhere between Mammoth and the Artist Paint Pots, 

and is deserving of a post of its own.

By this point in the trip, I was doing better at holding still for pictures.

Please note the steam rising from the creek. Almost everywhere we went there would be some spot with steam meandering out of it--by the road north of Gardiner, in the middle of a parking lot, alongside the Gardiner River...

Technically, this 'grassy stream' was more of a 'reeded stream.' That beautiful green isn't from grass- it's from these skinny little reed-like plants.

They float just under the water, semi-connected to the ground beneath. When I pulled gently on a handful of them, they all shifted like a mat.

^My beautiful mother exploring, too.

"Hm, is there something worth investigating over there?"

~Kiwi~