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February 28, 2024

just a good park

Hi. The world is bad. I am not optimistic about a single, solitary thing right now. This is the park where I go for walks on days when it is warm enough to do so.

Let's pretend we're really there, and I'm giving you a tour. I'll include pictures I've taken over the past few years, during different seasons. That way you'll get to see the flowering trees.

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So this place used to be a golf course, but then it closed, and then nature reclaimed it for awhile, and now it's open to the public. Which is so awesome. Every time I'm there, I feel like I'm striking a blow to Big Golf. (We will ignore the fact that there's another golf course still operating less than a mile away.)

I suspect the reason it failed as a golf course is because the terrain is not flat. At all. For instance, once we've exited the parking lot, we're going to turn right and traverse a perpetually muddy expanse of hills. There could be a yearlong drought, and it would still be muddy.

The muddy hills, as seen on a cloudy summer day. The grass is green.
The muddy hills pictured from the opposite angle, on a sunny summer day. The grass is green.
The muddy hills as seen on a clear spring day. The grass is brown.

Fortunately, the main loop is paved beyond this point.

A barely paved path that disappears down a hill and out of sight. It is surrounded by trees.
That same path, further along. It is paved better, but still curved and hilly.

I've been seeing these plants a lot, and they are vibrantly purple in person. My iPhone 12 (itself purple) refuses to capture just how purple they are, so these pictures are edited. And still not as purple as the real things.

What appears to be a dead bush of sorts. It has no leaves; only purple stems. It stands out against a backdrop of dead tree leaves.

Several steep hills later, we have reached the highest point of the route. We can pause here if you want to catch your breath. What I really want to show you is the brook. I will probably call it a creek by accident, but every recent map I've seen says it's a brook.

To access it, we're going to carefully make our way down this hill.

A steep paved path, surrounded by trees, with a hairpin turn halfway down, seen on a cloudy day in early spring.
The same shot, but taken on a sunny summer day with green foliage.

And there it is.

A brook, surrounded by dead leaves, as seen on a clear day in early spring.
The same brook, from the opposite angle, as seen on a sunny summer day.

We're going to follow it for awhile, and then cross it again. You'll be able to hear, and barely see, a waterfall.

A distant waterfall, seen across a field of dead grass on a clear day in early spring.

The parks department has not yet blazed a sanctioned trail to the waterfall.

An illegal closeup of the waterfall, taken on a sunny summer day.
BUT WE STAY SILLY!

For about a week in March or April, depending on the weather, the flowering trees are in bloom.

A large tree with white flowers, seen on a sunny day against a bright blue sky.
A small tree with pink flowers, seen on a sunny day. The sky is blue, with some wispy white clouds.
A large tree with pink flowers, seen on a sunny day.
A clear blue sky on a sunny day. Tree branches with pink flowers are seen to the right.
The sun peeks through several tree branches with pink flowers.

I don't usually take the detour to the pine grove, because it's kind of buggy and creepy and out of the way, but I thought you might like to see it.

A narrow, unpaved path through a grove of tall pine trees on a clear spring day.
And smell it.

The brook isn't as photogenic from this bridge, due to an abandoned barn from the park's golf course days, but what can you do? It's certainly making an effort.

A brook as seen on a clear spring day, with a dilapidated structure in the background.

From here, it's a mostly flat, paved walk back to the parking lot. Anticlimactic, yes, but I prefer to get the hills out of the way as soon as possible. I've done the trail backwards, and it just doesn't hit the same.

A flat, paved pathway through a field of mowed, dead grass. Various trees grow on either side of it.

I did see an evil plant here once, in 2022. Look at this thing. I love it.

A plant with thorny, pink stems, similar to the purple plant from before.

That was the park. This is an active blog. I promise. An active blog that has posts on it, and will have posts again. (Feel free to request a topic, if you want; it's really helped me with writer's block in the past!) I apologize for my disappearance, and thank you as always for reading!

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