Gregg is checking out a vine that he noticed at the side of the path. It has the same girth as some of the tree trunks.
There are observation areas throughout.
Because of all the rain there was more lush vegetation than at any other time we have visited. It was just gorgeous.
Some of the local wildlife, a white hatted, pink shirted English something or other, with what looks like a black box permanently attached to the front of her face. It's called a Denise I think.
This is the closest I have ever been able to get to a Red-winged Blackbird. He stayed around long enough for me to get several photos. I was enthralled.
The last photo of him isn't the best and is rather blurry with his perch stuck right in the middle, but I was so happy to see those outstretched wings I couldn't have been happier had it been a perfect picture.
I am not sure what kind of bird this one is but loved how I caught his reflection. I cropped my picture to get a better view of him in the second photo.
Off the wooden boardwalk and back in the wood again making our way back to the car. Gregg is always ready with a lovely smile at every turn.
And this is the same goofy smile you will always get from me when I've been anywhere I can take a walk with Gregg in such a beautiful place, with the added bonus of taking lots and lots of lovely photos.
We passed by several benches but this one was crying out for us, wasn't it Gregg? Or at least crying out for me.
I'm not sure what this flower is, some kind of wild rose maybe? It had the most fantastic scent which hung on the air at the beginning of our walk, and we finally traced it back to them. Very uplifting in the aromatherapy department.
By the time we got back to our car we both felt great, tired but it was a good tired. Can't wait until our next trip out here. We will probably be back in a couple of months or so. It is about a 20 mile drive from home and takes us 45 minutes.