Wow – two days in a row without rain … so far anyway. Yesterday I had a few errands to run, but today I decided a long walk was in order, plus a return to Council Point Park. Mercifully, this Wednesday morn was without the muggies or mosquitoes and there were no mayflies threatening to descend into my personal space. Whew!
I headed down to the Park, anxious to get back on the perimeter path after another extended absence of over two weeks. That’s because I’m not so inclined to show up there the morning after a big rainstorm because it is a little buggy due to the proximity of the Creek and the bushes and reeds where those skeeters like to lurk, hoping for someone tasty to feast on.
I tied a plastic grocery store bag containing a smaller Ziploc bag of peanuts onto my fanny pack so I was ready for any hungry squirrels who decided to venture out of their hidey-holes for a meet-and-greet, but they were obviously content to just sleep in once again … “well, it’s your loss guys” I muttered to myself as I marched along.
The trees and bushes have all leafed out and the reeds are tall now so they tend to block my view of the Ecorse Creek in some places. I took the camera out of the case so it was handy, then sauntered over near the Creek banks, hoping to catch a glimpse of a family of ducks or geese, but there were none, so I climbed up the steep incline and got back on the walking path.
There were a few bike riders and a jogger, but no walkers that I recognized … perhaps I was too early … or too late.
I did one entire trip on the circular path, then returned to the more-dense area of the Park and did a follow-up trek there, while hoping to catch a glimpse of a critter whose image I deemed worthy of capturing for today’s post, but, though I heard a few peeps and cheeps from the Park birds as they seemingly followed me around the trail, I didn’t spy one single goose or duck. Well, no harm – no fowl sightings because I’ll just catch them another time.
On the way home I passed a car that was displaying two Detroit Tigers flags, one on each window plus a J.V. decal on the rear window. Our baseball team sometimes forces us to be fair-weather fans. They lose eight in a row, and then we fans tend to disparage them. Then they’ll get on a tear and do well and the garden flags, pennants and banners come out of hiding once again. I guess we fans are a difficult lot to please sometimes. We have our favorite players, and teams, but I do think our common thinking is that the game of baseball should be a level playing field. We shudder to hear of the St. Louis Cardinals accessing the Houston Astros confidential info or strategies, or that the Kansas City Royals fans have voted for their favorite players to attend the All Star Game just a few too many times.
Baseball today has sort of run a-“fowl” of the way things ought to be, don’t you think?