I’m not saying the guy is a public nuisance but he’s down there in the creek bed bold as brass strolling around in flip flops. The black plastic pipe is buried underneath the dirt he’s walking on.
On March 12, 2012 I took the following picture from the same vantage point looking sideways from my property behind the shed before the greenery came out. You can see that same white house on top of the far bank and the red strips where the creek workers had just started putting up survey markers for straightening out the course of the stream. It might look just a bit unlovely in this photo but when the banks were green and the water was clear and high and the sun was dappled by the young green leaves – on, my.