Last weekend Don and I took Smarty to North Creek Park, a chunk of wetland that is quickly becoming surrounded by apartment buildings. Even though the park now feels more like a neighborhood park than a wildlife refuge, we enjoyed walking the boardwalk trails, listening to the birds and eating that utterly delectable wide blade grass.
I wanted to try my new lens out with some bird photos but the birds didn’t cooperate. They scuffled right around the trail and sang from nearby bushes but stayed hidden. I finally caught a glimpse of a little marsh wren but it disappeared before I could reach for my camera. Even so, it was nice to get outside into the fresh spring air and to listen to the birds and frogs, even if we couldn’t see them.