I spent a couple of hours this afternoon hiking around Foster and Marsh Islands. That’s the water front trail between the Museum of Industry and the north end of the Arboretum. “Every thing is beautiful, in its own way.” Ahh, I’m having a flash back. Someone please intervene before I go out and buy some red and white striped bell bottoms. I usually refuse to take pictures of ducks, little children and rabbits, but these ducks had a great synchronized swimming routine.
There is still an amazing amount of fall colors. And a wide variety of things to see in a short flat hike. There are herons and other birds flying across the water ways
eating berries
And in general, just making a lot of noise in the trees.
The hike has a lot of variety and in the November light, it is golden. There are waterways
Marshes
and trees.
It looks as though the water front rental at University of Washington is rent kayaks instead of canoes these days.
If you are willing to get off of the trail, work your way through the swamp with out sinking, with a little luck, you will come across a ferry ring. Molly assures me this is where the little people live. Anybody want to come back with me on a night with a full moon?
And I have finally figured out why people in Texas don’t understand conservation. Our freeway on ramps are prettier than 80 % of Texas.
It may be a state where a flooded open pit mine actually adds beauty to the landscape.
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