"Every Picture Tells a Story ... Don't It:" Part V | Eastern North Carolina Now

Goose Creek State Park reminds me of my youth on warm summer days along the shores of the Pamlico, where no one lived. Where only the natural world knows the terrain; that what inhabits the forest.

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    This underwater remnant of the many fallen trees is the rule, not the exception, along the shore of Goose Creek State Park: Above. How long before this fallen pine becomes a submerged obstacle just below the water's surface: Below.



    The jagged beauty of the ragged shoreline backlit by the Autumn sun: Above. Along the walk of Huckleberry Trail, there is quite a canopy above, and therefore a number of fungus on the tree stumps grow unabated: Below.



    The natural decay of this red oak aids in nature's continuous renewal as it lies at the base of yet another huge live oak along Live Oak Trail: Above. The long shadows of this spreading live oak, with the backdrop of the Pamlico River, is one of the many beautiful sights of this fine Autumn day: Below.



    One more live oak, holding down the sandy bank of the Pamlico, is backlit by the low sun of this Autumn afternoon.


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