Today's walk in the Dykeman Spring Nature Park was accompanied by the sound of rushing water, the result of our very wet year. The creeks were whipped into rapids by the volume of water coming down them, and the bogs and streamlets in the wetland were actively (and noisily) flowing. I keep asking Mama Gaia to send snow, but she doesn't seem to hear me. So everything is shades of brown and gray, with touches of gayer color here and there.
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| Gum Run at the Doc Norcross bridge, a torrent indeed! |
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| A little farther upstream |
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| The old railroad trestle on the Dykeman Walking Trail |
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| A section of the wetland in the Dykeman Spring Nature Park |
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| The weather-bleached skull of a Canada Goose by the north duck pond |
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| The calm air turned the north duck pond into a mirror |
© 2018 by A. Roy Hilbinger
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