Tranquil Seavey Creek is a salt water marsh and stream in Northern Rye, New Hampshire, just next to Odiorne Point State Park. It fills up as the tides come in from the Atlantic Ocean by way of the Piscataqua River.
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The Double Crested Comorant
One of the summits from the ancient volcano.
Eastern Painted Turtle
Phylactolaemata
On the shore of Log Cabin Island, one of the many islands to rest and swim at.
“Bird Island”, one of the many little islets in the lake.
Looking down towards the other end of this long lake.
Curious little fish in the shallows. (Banded Sunfish?)
At one end of the lake is Nottingham Town Beach.
A well camouflaged Pickerel Frog on the banks.
It’s been a while since the beaches opened up and here in Maine I noticed that the ocean had a much greener hue to it than usual. There were intense heat waves this Spring that must have been good conditions for phytoplankton. The temperature of the water was surprisingly warm for June, yet hardly any people and no one swimming.
Follow the sights and sounds of a watery springtime making its way through the forest.
Bean River, Mulligan’s Forest, Nottingham
Back Creek, Great Brook Trail, Deerfield
It’s here at the Great Bay in Durham where many of the rivers and streams of southeastern New Hampshire end up. This bay is an tidal estuary that resides ten miles inland from the Atlantic Coast, being one of the farthest natural estuaries from the ocean.
It was only after I situated the aqua garden just so with irises, water lilies and stones that a frog came by. Introducing Maurice, 
the star of the garden this summer. He is a bronze frog, green face and bronze body. He’s very contemplative, doesn’t move for hours and even though it’s getting colder at night he is still there, sitting in his little pool.
There was a mini Maurice as well, in the smaller pond,
who disappeared a few weeks ago after being visited by big Maurice. Hmmmm…..
The Pickerel Frog who has a nice flashy coat
is in front of the house. She seems to love this blue pot filled with water and Elephant Ears. It’s situated right under the porch light where moths gather. I’m guessing this frog is a “she” because smaller versions of herself were nearby for a while, until they ventured off to who knows where.
Stayed tuned for Part 2, In a small corner of the world, there is a garden, Summer 2016.
That’s right, more frogs, flowers and bees.
channeling the abstract 