In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Fresh.”
Yesterday at dusk, I photographed these new daffodils against the old backdrop of this historic structure in Rush, Arkansas. Many of the structures in Rush were built in the 1920s.
Early mining efforts began in the 1880s as miners prospected for silver. No silver was found, but zinc made the little town thrive as World War I increased the demand beginning in 1914. Rush is now within the boundaries of the Buffalo National River in Marion County.
The contrasts continued. Fresh water flowed from the ancient limestone hillsides next to abandoned mines. I filtered tasty water right off of the surface of the ground next to the trail.
An artesian stream bubbled up out of the base of a small creek flowing through the town of Rush. The water was clear and cold. I wanted to jump in and let the water chill my toasty feet but decided to settle for a picture and a quick splash on my face and arms.
The next morning, some of that sweet water from Rush provided me with a tasty cup of coffee! Mmmm good! The freshness continues.
Hey, Jim. Beautiful pics and interesting narrative, too. Poor daffodils, every year they come out bright and welcome Spring, next thing you know, they get a layer of at least one more frost, freeze, or snow. I would like to reblog this on my blog if that’s ok with you? Thanks, Jack
I would be delighted for you to share this with your readers. I hope to capture a picture of an ice covered daffodil someday. Thanks for reading.
Reblogged this morning. Thanks again, Jim.
great pics jim! thanks for sharing! my grandparents used to take me and my cousins to rush when we were kids.. your photos made me think that i have nieces and nephews that have never been there… we are discussing an adventure now 🙂