This lovely little natural mirror always pulls me from the path to gaze. It’s in the opposite direction of the final river landing, and most folks may miss it in their hurry to get down to the beach. I find it always peaceful and I’m drawn by the glassy, quiet surface of the shallow pool. The water is here all year and always calm. I’m guessing there’s an underground spring since it doesn’t go dry like the overflow canal nearby. My favorite part of this secret bog is at some times of the year I hear a frog. I’ve never seen him, but I’ve managed to make my way through the underbrush to get close enough without scaring him into silence. He was probably somewhere in front of my eyes, but his camouflage is brilliant. Or perhaps the frog in the bog was hidden by a log. 🙂
These images are part of a series posted chronologically from one river walk on Jan 13/18. I wanted to take you along on this beautiful winter day and share what you might have stumbled upon if you were walking in my shoes. To take the whole walk, start with clicking on Along the Way and use right arrow or Older Posts button to scroll through them all. Or use the Search tool just below the posts to find Along the Way. I’ll keep adding images each day until we wander back home.