After so many days of rain it made sense to go to a trail I know would not be bad. Once trails firm up I can go elsewhere but Sal needed to run so we wnet to the CAT trail. The little gorge was flowing hard after the rain.
White water fun.And I am sure the water was cold. I, wisely, did not test it.
I could not find any fiddleheads, all were grown at this point. I was hoping to gather some for food but I was a week or so too late. I was happy with this picture though.
I had an idea for a piece based on ferns so I grabbed one and picked it in my shirt. I thought it dashing, and called it macaroni...
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