After leaving Dubrovnik, we headed for one day and night at Plitvice National Park.
We had been wowed by the pictures we had seen during our time researching Croatia and decided we couldn’t miss it!
Mom is working hard to get some school in, so she decided to make today’s post a creative writing assignment.
As we walked the wooden boardwalks and later looking through pictures, she asked us to write six descriptive sentences about our observations.
They could be fantastical or realistic. But first, Dad gets to give his Earth Science lesson on karsts.
Here’s Dad’s: “We had spotted a cave off the main trail, and we couldn’t help but notice how much this part of Croatia has in common with the Upper Cumberland. The forests are mostly deciduous with some smattering of conifers. The limestone is everywhere and the karst areas with caves and sinkholes are similar. There are numerous wildflowers blooming at this time, and of course we have lots of waterfalls as well.
This park gave me a chance to discuss Karst with the kids. (They love a good lesson from dad) What is karst? Karst is when you have a landscape which is predominately made up of sedimentary rocks which are subjected to weathering. As you may recall sedimentary rocks are created when small particles are pressed together under pressure. When these rocks are later pushed back up to the surface to form mountains, they can then be eroded away rather easily by water. This allows for the karst topography characterized by caves, sinkholes and also waterfalls.
Plitivice is a karst wonderland. Again, so is the area of Tennessee where we live.”
Next was Ella’s; and of course, that means creative 🙂
“A shadow peers from behind a curtain like glass. The fairy who rules this land steps forward staring the shadow in the eye.”
‘What are you doing?’ she asks.
‘I’m looking for magic,’ the shadow replies.
The fairy tells the shadow that magic isn’t hiding, at least not anymore, you see. So then, the brave ruler pulls back the curtain of water falling from the sky and introduces the magician.” – Ella
Now for Walden’s, he has his own style too.
“The waterfalls were an amazing sight. As the water cascaded over the mossy rocks, they looked like they could be never-ending angel’s wings protruding from their soft, green bodies.
When the wings touch the top of the clear water, they explode into airy white foam and send peaceful ripples through out the pond.
If you used your imagination quite well, then you might also see the features of the angels etched in the rock and moss. Leaves and small plants become bushy eyebrows and long curly hair. Sharp rock edges form the jagged bodies and indentations become hollow eyes.” – Walden
We had brought sandwiches from the tiny market we found near our AirBNB. There was a deli counter and an older lady behind the counter was working it. Chris made the decision and told her, “I’d like one half kilo,” figuring that saying one fourth would be too challenging. She responded “I think that’s too much,” and said how about 300? I agreed. Thank goodness, they help us tourists sometimes.
The metric system seems to be everywhere but at home, and we are certainly making it harder on ourselves by not using it. The kids and us can not figure out why Americans are holding out and being so stubborn on this. Trying to use fractions to explain the amount of meat I wanted takes conversion and mathematical calculations. The metric system allowed for a much easier solution using grams. This may be a good topic for a later homeschool assignment, Mom ponders as she rubs her fingers together maniacally.
Since, they day turned really cold, we ate our lunch hiding behind some logs and a bush from the crisp wind, but the sandwiches were delicious. We have loved saying their “mayoneza” every chance we get, which is of course mayonnaise, and comes in a tube like toothpaste-not a bad solution (unless you don’t squeeze properly, and then the unmalleable hard metal tube becomes difficult).
We spotted an amazing salamander on our way out. He is a Fire Salamander, and if captured by a predator exudes toxic poison. Glad we didn’t touch him!