Don’t think of it as repetition; think of it as joining me on my walks
The way I see it, it’s not like I’m repeatedly clobbering you over the head with scenes from the Nature Center. The place does have very different personalities throughout the year and throughout the day, so these shots are nothing like what I showed you in July or October. In an eerie fog in January, the views from the paths take on a unique character. At least I think so.
Anyway, until there are complaints I figure I’ll keep on posting shots from my walks on the trails. This way, it’s like you’re walking the trails too, and then I have some company!
We can have a seat and just watch, if that strikes our fancy.
From here we can hear the ripples of the pond, and are fairly likely to see a pair of mallards arrive or depart.
Never mind the forecast for 55°F, it’s not going to be that warm at this point in the morning. I trust you’re smarter than I, and are going to rely on more than a cardigan to keep warm.
The deer will watch us, from not too far away, and if we listen reeeeally closely we may hear them say hello.
If we stop now and then, we can admire the trees and their fractal-like winter appearance.
Wonder what’s around the bend? Let’s go.
There may some brave souls among the sparrows and crows, willing to go for a fly overhead in the damp air. Not that crouching down to this viewpoint will hide us from them, but still.
I suppose to some this can take on a look of desolation, but let me convince you otherwise.
At this point, I’m glad we remembered to bring thermoses with hot tea.
You know… in four or five months, this path is going to be cricket and dragonfly central. For now, we can enjoy the silence.
Alright, that was great, but let’s get back inside. We’ll go say hello to Ruby and Tabitha.