Life is thickly sown with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to
pass quickly through them. The longer we dwell on our misfortunes, the
greater is their power to harm us. ~Voltaire
Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems. ~Rainer Maria Rilke
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night. ~Rainer Maria Rilke, "Letters of Rainer Maria Rilke"
The park I mentioned last week is more than the "land of geese". When we stood on the bridge, we noticed a turtle which occasionally stuck his head out of the water, treading water with his front feet to stay afloat. (Too far away for a photo)
A "rock garden"? We're not sure.
Shadows across a gazebo.
View across the water.
More shadows in another gazebo. The "gong-like" item at the far end is a chunk of an enormous tree trunk. Poignant....
On this beautiful spring day, we went to one of the local parks -- one that is very popular for Canadian geese or branta canadensis, as biologists would say.
This one seems to be floating in a watercolor painting.
Taking a bath? Having a disagreement? Not sure....
Fishing, yes. Swimming, no. (Never mind that it was 46 degrees F [7.7 C] with a brisk wind that day).
Urban planning at work (Be sure to enlarge the photo)
There's a sign in the distance that provides directions and information about this new city park. But I thought you'd enjoy the view of the foothills instead.