I worked hard this week making deadlines for articles. I juggled a lot of balls. And I had not been to Whatcom Falls Park properly in several weeks. First, there was the snow. Then there was the ice. Then there was the rain. So today when the sun came out, I slipped out the door, got on a bus, and spent a luxurious time at the park.
I began my walk at Scudder Pond which is really a marsh. The first thing I heard was the screeching of stellar jays and the calls of red-wing blackbirds. I named the red-wing blackbird George after the red-wing blackbird from a book I once read. The bird George who lived in Central Park.
My photos of the buffleheads and even the gadwalls came out fuzzy. I kept the photos of the gadwalls though since the design on their feathers amazed me. The Creator didn’t waste her imagination on birds. Too bad my camera doesn’t focus well.
Once I had enough pictures of the birds I walked towards Derby Pond on the longer trail, past the giraffe trees to Derby Pond. Once at the park, mallards swam up to me in droves, hoping for food. I just took their photos. I have become their personal photographer. I think they know my camera by now.
I took the back trail past the falls behind Derby Pond and to the main falls. Then I walked to the cemetery where I caught my bus home. This adventure last around two hours. I felt refreshed with this “me” time.
Scudder Pond by Patricia Herlevi, All Rights Reserved
Whatcom Falls Park, Bellingham, WA
Photography by Patricia Herlevi, All Rights Reserved