Lovely Lazy Sunday on the Preserve

Instead of running about doing errands, catching up with art commitments, working on the computer for organizations, and generally doing, not being, I went to the Preserve, our local wilderness area for the afternoon.

I found a whole new trail has been opened, that I walked, on grass through trees, instead of along the dusty old farmtrack that used to be the main trail to follow on the way to the other areas.  Very cool. Whole new vantage point, and I've been wanting to walk this for years,but it was only just made into a trail.  Perfect day, in the 70s, cool enough to walk a lot, warm enough to sit and rest when I realized I probably should.

September brings these great black eyed susans, or whatever they are, covered in little brown butterflies, and various little blue wildflowers who come out after the heat of the summer has passed.

 

And I just had to take pix of reflections of trees and sky and clouds, and teepees built during the summer program by small naturalists, while I was listening to frogs leaping into the water all around, and watching small fish in the shallows of the lake.

Then home to read, except that it consisted mainly of sleeping with two cats on top of me.  No pix of the sleeping heap of bodies.