My husband was first to spot these crocuses blooming in our backyard. On February 24th. That’s about a month or so earlier than we should be seeing them. And our witchhazel didn’t bloom at all this year. The weather has been rather odd.
Another lovely walk on Sunday, this time with the dogs. A new metro park area has opened up relatively near us: the Walnut Woods Metro Park. A lot of the park is on what used to be land belonging to a tree farm. Much of it isn’t open yet, but the trails at the Tall Pines Picnic Area are. Easy, paved, and perfect for taking the dogs. Off we went!
We saw a lot of deer. It was interesting to see the pups react: at first they didn’t notice, but once they realized we weren’t alonein the forest, they got very excited. Chico and Abe particularly wanted more than anything to be allowed off of their leashes so they could give chase. Funny to see little lapdogs get in touch with their inner deerhound!
Parts of the hike are sort of spooky, the woods are a little odd in parts. Chunks of it are planted in very regimented lines where the trees are too close —they shouldn’t have been left to get as big as they currently are, but I guess in the end the tree farm wasn’t doing too well?
Aww, my husband with all five of our dogs is quite charming, no? 🙂
The compact planting of the trees reminds me a bit of this wallpaper:
It was a really gorgeous, sunny, not-that-cold-for-February day today. Went to Clear Creek Metro Park for a hike to enjoy it. According to the park’s website, Clear Creek Valley is “one of the most pristine and secluded natural areas in Central Ohio”. I don’t know how, empirically, that claim would be measured, but I can say that we liked the hike very much.
We’ve had a lot of percipitation lately…2011 was record-breaking, and things have continued on that same moist path in 2012. Maybe in part because of all of the rain, and since it’s been a fairly mild winter, and also because all of the deciduous trees are bare this time of year, but there was a lot of really eye-catching moss along the trails.
The ferns and moss really pop, no? And this was no wimpy, flat little moss. It was all fluffy and springy and thick and wild. For moss.
We hiked a little over 4 miles. Parts of that were really hilly and left me puffing. And grinning as I took in the blue sky and the sunshine.
Oooh, and? On the drive, we came across a really fabulous old farmhouse which may or may not be for sale. It had an auction sign outside, and when we looked it up online, it seems that the auction was in December and the minimum didn’t get met. So maybe it’s still available? 31 acres and a big old farmhouse? Yes, please!!! This is the stuff of serious, major, hardcore daydreaming.