Each fall, the legacy of the various trees in the woods is created by their fallen foliage, individually and collectively in balance with the surrounding forest.

Studying this colorful flower against the backdrop of green plants, my mind started asking philosophical questions. We see things all day, but remember very little. We hear words, though recall but a few.

The first sign of spring is seeing the “V” shaped formation of geese overhead, followed shortly with the silence of the winter marsh broken by the songs of the Red-Winged Blackbirds, as they perch atop the cattail seed heads.

Just before reaching the parking lot, the hiking trail joins with a circular handicapped-accessible paved walkway, part of which contains two boardwalks. This particular boardwalk follows along the lake shore and is built over a very wet, marshy area.