I decided that a walk was in order this morning, and John Chesnut park was going to be my destination. My friend said that she couldn’t remember if shed been there before, and I reminded her that it could be called squirrel central.
There are usually lots of birds to see, but instead I saw dragonflies, and a deer just off the path.
But the red-winged blackbird was found at a pretty little park that I noticed on the way. I must have driven past it quite a few times, but this time I took note of it and stopped to explore. It’s close to home and will make a good choice for a walk the next time I’d like to get out of the house. Or for the sunrise. The sign said Lake Lisa, pretty place.
A Snowbird's Life Through the Lens 