Geo Journal Week11

I know that this will not count for this week's geo journal.  I was trying to finish this assignment late last night.  My husband and I started joking about the terms and instead of finishing the assignment, we spent a good amount of time laughing our heads off.  The joke lasted through texts all day culminating in this story.  I am afraid that messing around and a math test left no time to do it the right way.  I thought I would share this just for fun!

Geo Journal #11

It was a GLACIAL December morning and Stephen pulled down his ICE CAP over his ears as he shivered.  Careful not to slip on the ICE SHEET that covered his steps, he headed into his home.  Shrugging out of his coat, he dusted the SEA ICE from his shoulders. "Time to put a KETTLE on and warm up a little," he thought to himself.  His thoughts began to DRIFT as he waited for the GROUNDWATER to heat.  

College had been the best years of his life.  After years of hard work, he had made the captain of the DRUMLIN.  His girlfriend TILL was captain of the dance team.  The GEYSER all jealous when she had said yes to marrying him.  He sighed longingly if only the CIRQUE us had not come to town.  One look at the DARCY like ringmaster, and TILL’s promises of forever retreated faster than a MEDIAL MORRAINE. 

Her behavior towards him became GLACIALLY ERRATIC.   The ZONE OF FRACTURE’s began to appear in their relationship.  How was he going to overcome this huge CREVASSE between them? 

The soft whistle of his KETTLE hummed in the background like a VALLEY TRAIN whistle.  He hurried quickly to the stove and removed the KETTLE which had been GAINING STEAM.  He poured a cup of WATER on the TABLE.  He let the fresh BASAL SLIP into the cup and watched as it began to seep.   Slowly he stirred the cup of ARTISIAN herbal tea.  He was mesmerized as he watched it LOSING STEAM. 

His CAPILLARY heart problems were on the FRINGE of driving him into a CONE OF DEPRESSION.  He had even found himself ordering a multicolored AQUATARD that he didn’t need off QVC late last night.  

“TERN it,” he scolded himself.  He had to get himself out of this ZONE OF WASTAGE and do something about TILL.    But, could he FIORD the ring that she had sighed over? 

RECHARGED by his new found determination, he decided to use the money he earned from CALVING with his uncle during the HOT SPRING months.  “Everything is going to be ARETE,” he told himself.  He could melt Till’s ICEBERG of concerns and buy her a big ROCK and some FLOURS.   Would it be enough to TARN her heart around? 

PLUCKING his wallet from the counter, he whooped in excitement.  He would ask her to meet tonight at TILLITE by their favorite SINKHOLE.  It might sound KAME to the GEYSERS, but he had to fight for her!   He couldn’t wait to ESKER!!!

     

     I dug a French drain in my backyard as a discharge area for the rainwater coming out of the rain gutter.  I am not sure if the rain gutter would qualify as a manmade recharge area?   I had to make sure it was well below the zone of saturation.  We have a very high WATER TABLE here in Enoch.   We have had several plants die in the area where the rain gutter empties.  I know that it is a combination of the clay soil as well as the zone of moisture not have adequate drainage.  I spoke with an excavator who is working in our neighborhood.  He said that they have had a very hard time regulating the soil in this area.  It seems that the unsaturated zone is very deep here.  Mixing the clay and dirt to get the right combination of dirt for the building has been very difficult for the builders.  It seems that when the soil is wet it stays wet in the capillary fringe, probably because of the high clay content.   Our groundwater seams are stationary instead of having gaining or losing stream options.