Frogs, Muck, and Other Dusty Stuff
Thought I'd take a bird break and wander back through the dusty vaults of yore...
This shot (and the others that follow) was/were taken at Paddock's Pond just a quarter mile from here. It was a great place to experience "kid-dom", and I experienced the "be jeepers" out of the place, frogs and all.
As you can tell from that shot from the wife's kayak, it's pretty much just a mud hole. But it was and is a pretty mud hole. Some of my earliest memories are of fishing Paddock's. In later years it was a great place to learn to skate, have bonfires, boat, and talk about girls. (While drowning was always a possibility, it never really was a likelihood in that most of the pond was waste deep. However, the muck on the bottom was something right out of a Tarzan movie, and was to be avoided at almost any cost. And speaking of that muck, there's a great story that involves a sinking boat, my best buddy and I, beer, night, hysterical teenage laughter, and the Harwich Police Department... But that tale is for another time.)
Here is a shot of the mud in warmer weather. (As it heats up, the gasses in the goo expand, and for a month or two an island is born.) Obviously, the gull and the merganser didn't seem to have a problem with their own nasty little Atlantis.
Finally, there is this...
Don't quite know how to explain the beauty. Probably a "Monet Lily Pad" sort of thing. Still astoundingly beautiful... If I were to try to paint it, I think I'd go with watercolors and name it "Necco Wafers and Reeds on Glass". Ummm... And on that note...
See you by the feeders,
CapeCodAlan
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