Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Fern Lake


Yes, there are ferns along the trail to Fern Lake. And in the fall, they turn yellow and crunchy, providing a different texture to all the other autumn colors and shapes.


Creeks are low, even lower this year than previous Septembers. Feels like the bridges are unnecessary now.

I call them my magic trees. Along the trail to Fern Lake are a number of trees that are either split or hollowed out. Hikers put little rocks inside them. They tunble down, are rebuilt, providing a little hidden artwork along the way.

At Fern Lake, Clyde, Maggie, Fran, Janet, Rick (and Muneca) and Barbara.
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