Even though recent ice storms have made springtime seem far off, the rising waters of local rivers tell another story. On this rather cool drizzly morning I made my way around the snow covered trails that surround the waterfall at Gooseberry Falls State Park. The increasing pressure from the rising flow had broken open the icy shell that had encased river for the past several months and the ice was being smashed to pieces as it crashed down the falls.Groundwater was starting to leak from every seam along the river bank and the root beer colored river water, stained by the tannin of tree roots in the inland bogs, was now rushing its way down the Gooseberry River into Lake Superior. The swamps were warming up and could no longer contain the water that had been locked up since early winter.
Eagles and condors floated overhead in the gray skies as they scanned the ground for lunch. The migration north had begun and all of nature declared the arrival of spring.
I thought for a moment about the birds, and in some way, I think the same instinct that drives them to the same place every year is what makes me keep coming back to this place. Call it instinct or habit it happens every year.For the next several weeks, local rivers and streams will be swollen with runoff water, thawing the ground and feeding the plants that will soon wake up to a new season, and so the cycle of life will begin once again.
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The LORD will guide you continually, giving you water when you are dry and restoring your strength. You will be like a well-watered garden, like an ever-flowing spring. Isa 58:11
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