Last Sunday I made it back over to Whitewater State Park for a picture walk. It had been two months since I had been there, biking and other things getting in the way. This was just two days after a major rain storm, tornado warnings, and flood warnings. The Whitewater River brought devastation to the park three years ago and this was a similar situation.
From there I went over to the other path along a small creek. Sure enough the power of water was visible again. The water wasn't quite as muddy since it is smaller and floods and recedes more quickly. But the results were real. Here, too, the downed (and drowned) trees are in the way, moved by that tiny little stream.
Picking up floating greenery and depositing it on overhanging limbs is not an unusual occurrence.