Old mill stream

I like this local creek, which meanders along a nearby road. There’s no way to park next to it, which has prevented me from photographing it properly (whatever “properly” means), and it just kills me that I wasn’t able to take a shot of it while it was frozen, because it the rapids froze in place with lots of white caps sticking out all over the place. I suppose I’ll have to wait till next year for that.
No retouching here!

My dog’s girlfriend (a pitbull named Emily, whose markings are so similar that people think they’re related) lives in an old stone millhouse next to this creek. So I always slow down in the hope of seeing her. (A rare occurrence.)
This will have to do for now. I had to put my flashers on just to jump out of the car and snap this one!