Even in the Humidity

I could feel the difference in the kids’ energy today, but nevertheless, we still found plenty to hold our interest and engage our senses.  We took the ridge trail for the first time and checked to see if my toad friend was visible in her tree cavity, but she was nowhere to be seen.  I am hoping the fire across the path didn’t harm her. Perhaps she is only buried deeply in her leaf-litter soil den.

We followed the ridge trail past what I call, “the labyrinth,” a place where acres of trees lie toppled by some wind from years past.  I shared stories of adventures I’ve shared with my dogs in that area.  It is too overgrown in summer to take the kids in, but it is great fun to tunnel around in the winter.

Most of our time was spent at the frog swamp, though today there weren’t many frogs in view.  Most of the kids were in a social mood, wanting to sit together on logs and rocks to eat their snacks and be silly together.  A few of us undertook the task of building a small bridge to our mossy, willow island where G. found a place to sit with his awesome frog net and bucket.

I love that as I hang out with the kids in various groupings we chat about all kinds of things.  Sometimes it is a learning moment occasioned by something we notice or wonder.  Other times they are sharing with me about past adventures they have had or something they are looking forward to.  I always get a kick out of their, “what ifs,” and today was no exception.  “What if this actually was a magic portal and we stepped in and it took us to the other swamp or another dimension?”

B. and E. climbed one of the big maples and found ways to bring their snack up with them.  I climbed part way up but decided to forgo their more daring branches since I needed to be able to get to the ground quickly if anyone needed me.  Not to mention, my swamp boots are not conducive to climbing and I am more mortal these days than I used to be.

They were careful with this dead branch but couldn’t resist bouncing from it.


The woods is loaded with unripe fruit! We saw many wild black raspberries as well as these tiny, wild blueberries.


Nothing much was moving around today to catch. Even the kids were a bit listless at times.


The catalpa trees are dropping their pretty blossoms into the swamp.


Wild, unripe apples!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s