Was It Something I Said?

Visit #1542, Sunday 13 July 25, 5:55-9:20AM, 3.9 miles, 5.5 lbs. of litter.

Temps in the low 70s, overcast, mildly humid, yet pleasant.

I hiked over to the walkbridge over I-691 to check on the results of the weedkiller I applied last week.

Not bad, but as you can see I brought another bottle just in case and gave everything a second round application.

Good thing I decided to take the walkbridge as I found some new graffiti...

...which I promptly removed.

Because of the time taken to remove the graffiti, I had to shorten my originally planned route. This turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

As I hiked this shortened route I stumbled upon this hidden trail obviously made by the same person who made this one, as I found a number of similar tchotchkes hanging from the trees on this trail.

(Interesting side note: To ensure I spelled "tchotchkes" correctly, I consulted my American Heritage Dictionary and my Roget's Thesaurus and couldn't find the word in neither reference! I had to resort to the internet. 😞)

Well now, let's see what's on that card...

Is that card supposed to be FROM me or TO me?!

It was while documenting and removing all that junk from the trees on that trail that a doe and her fawn sauntered by. We watched each other for five minutes before they went about their way.

I think it's time for the Halfway House to have a mid-season mowing.  I'll make the suggestion to the right people and see what happens.

Just past the Halfway House was a bent tree leaning into the trail, which I removed.

But it was while I rode my bike up West Main Street past Hubbard Park last week that something caught my eye.

I've noted more than once in this blog that this walkbridge is in need of a refurb. I can only fantasize that my words reached the right eyeballs and resulted in what may be a worthy restoration. I'll keep an eye on it.

As a show of support for the project I picked up litter on the way to and from the spot as I ended my hike, picking up this discarded baby jogger frame along the way. Fortunately a weekend employee was nearby at the pool and I was able to toss it (the baby jogger, not the pool) in the back of his cart.

One thing I did  notice while walking across the park was how perfect and weed-free the lawn around the bandshell was; not a cloverleaf or dandelion to be seen! If you look closely in the photo, you can even see the line where the regular lawn ends and Wimbledon begins! I had to chuckle. There's no way I'd expect all the grass in the park to be golfcourse perfect, so this definitely stood out and made me laugh!