It was 38 degrees F under cloudy skies at 11:20 this morning, as I headed home on Rhododendron from my work assignment.
Was delighted to have the time to make a loop of Meadowbrook Park on the way!
Actually, made a very brief stop just outside the park on my way to work.
The sound of honking (a higher-pitched honk, it seemed, than than from our local geese, but can’t be sure) from above made me stop, look up, and get out the iPhone.
Quite an ordered aggregation.
Then, on the way back, entered Meadowbrook at the unofficial southwest entrance
and started the loop at the rabbit-statue bridge
before proceeding around the south side of the park.
Winter (wind and rain and snow and repeated freezing-thawing ) had worn down a lot of the features of the prairie, but some structure, like these compass plants stalks, and even a lone stalk of prairie grass, survived.
Rode along McCullough Creek after crossing the Windsor/ Vine bridge and stopped to see live alders and dead ash (most likely) trees.
Noticed the alders’ persistent, separate flower structures (which look like blunt pretzel sticks and little pine cones).
Alder is not a tree I grew up knowing. It’s nice to discover new species all through one’s life.
Thus were the simple wonders of this winter morning.