Wednesday, October 22, 2008
This is the pond in the woods and it's lovely. When I stand there I see possibilities. A deer may appear for a drink. Mallards could paddle by. That large long-legged bird I haven't yet identified might clatter up out of the cattails and fly right over my head. There's a sturdy bench under the trees and if I have the patience to sit there (which I almost never do) maybe more than one amazing sight will present itself. I keep wondering about that bench. It's a ways in from the trailhead and it's made of metal and wood. Who carried it in there?