The top photo shows the run-off from the right still flowing clear on the somewhat flat woodland floor but tumbling off to the left over my small cart road and into the long-ago eroded channel that is normally a 'dry-creek-bed' - with the middle photograph being a closer view. The last photo shows the water now more confined and turbulent, churning and loading with suspended clay particles on its way to where I posted earlier as "Confluence".
Black Hill, on a large peninsula jutting into the Chesapeake Bay empties most of it's run-off to the east and the Elk River tributary to the bay but some takes the westward course and empties directly into the bay (although locally by old custom this part of the bay is often called the Northeast River). The flux of water shown above will eventually empty into Piney Creek, then the Elk River on its way to the bay and then on to the ocean where sometime in the future it will again be evaporated into rain clouds that will rain out somewhere now unknown to start another journey in this endless cycle of nature.
