Chris and I had planned to go camping, but were scared by the big dark clouds gathering yesterday afternoon, and decided to stay home. We were sad (even though it actually did rain) because we both were really needing a little outdoor getaway.
This morning we woke up feeling like we needed to see something pretty, like a creek or some trees or something. Chris knew of a place just outside of town where he'd taken students, Cienega Creek. I'd never heard of it, but will definitely go back. It's a rare place near Tucson that actually has running water year round (a little bit of water, but still).
From the top, it looked like this.
Typical pretty Tucson desert, but I was really craving the sound of rustling leaves, something to remind me of what fall feels like. Within just a few minutes, we dropped into a little canyon with a creek, and cottonwood trees! Lots of them. They even had some leaves that were turning yellow, and there were yellow leaves on the ground to make that crunching sound of fall!!
This really cool looking grasshopper had no idea he would be participating in a photo shoot today.
One of my favorite parts of the day was putting my feet into the chilly water, and wandering up the creek enjoying the feel of running water on my toes.
We enjoyed our picnic under the cottonwoods, listening to the gurgling of the creek and the sounds of rustling leaves. Chris told me he'd never really noticed the sound of cottonwood trees until I mentioned to him that it was one of my favorite sounds. I love the sound. I remember sometimes on backpacking trips, or hiking trips through cottonwood or aspen trees, I kept thinking I must be getting close to a rushing river. That was the sound of the leaves. I always think of a sort of river of wind rushing through the treetops.