Chuck and I headed to Edgewater Park this morning. When we started out, it was a chilly 55 degrees, windy and gray. We parked at the lower lot and walked the bird trail then wandered down to the beach, scrambled up on the rock break wall and check out the pier. As we walked, swallows flitted around us, gulls and terns and buzzards soared high overhead. The lake provided a steady, soothing soundtrack. I was reminded how lucky we are to have this unique environment in our backyard. It’s so easy to take everyday things for granted, but I try to imagine the park through the eyes of a first time visitor. I try to see the awe in this massive body of water and the woods and fields perched on its shore. It is always dynamic and beautiful. How blessed we are to be able to visit it any time we like.
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