A Stream...

...emerging from the forest. In there, back in the trees, is a (not so) miniature wilderness.
This stream comes down from the hills and flows into our nearest lake. It's the source of what I call "beaver creek" with all the dams, some above the lake, others below it.
The extra shows the wild forget-me-not, growing a bit off the forest track, that first attracted me off the path. They are right next to the stream.
As well as the flowers that attracted me there is a whole lot more greenery bursting up from the forest floor. I can identify ferns and a bit of a fir tree, otherwise it is anonymous greenery for me.