At first I didn't see the creek

At first, I didn’t see the creek. But then I turned back, when I heard the water.

I had stepped over the creek without thinking about it. The moss poured over the edge. The leaves had begun to fall. The water flowed along a depression in the ground. A depression that over time had established itself as a small stream, flowing towards the lake.

The creek 1

Charcoal on paper. 75 x 100 cm

The creek 2

Charcoal on paper. 75 x 100 cm