Tuesday’s lumber was delayed by about 35 minutes while I waited for a band of thunderstorms to move out of the area.

Once I did make it to the trails, it was pretty much a carbon copy of Monday’s hike, but with more water on the trails, and some slightly different critters, including a brown thrasher (seen above), which treated me to the sweetest song of any bird I’ve heard in a while.

I did a nugget’s hair over 6 miles and then headed down the road to the Sylvan Solace Preserve with my Nikon Macro setup to look for some spring-time nature nubbins and MAYBE some insects.

There were plenty of buds (AKA Nature Nubbins) to photograph, but still a ton more to come. Sadly, the only insects around were a couple that buzzed my ears as I crept along.

I wanted to stay a bit longer, but alas, nay. Hunger and the need to use the can got in the way.

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WEDNESDAY

I don’t want to make it sound like every day is the same, but this month has mostly been one long rain shower with some thunder thrown in here and there. The river is the highest and widest I’ve seen it in years, the sky is grey/white, and except for a few hours of sunlight here and there, most days the lights are on all day, and shit is danker than a Jamaican weed grow but without the benefits of said grow. Sigh.

But it’s not snowing, not icy, yada, yada, yada; buck up, emo boy.

So, with all that said, you should not be surprised that Wednesday was nearly exactly the same as Monday and Tuesday, but with even MORE water on the trails, and leaving me having to abort a couple of small sections due to standing water on the trail, and not wanting to sink to my knees.

I still managed another 6+ miles, and have 18.36 miles in my feetz so far this week (not counting Tuesday’s brief Sylvan photo creep). Hopefully, I can stay on track for 30 this week.

From looking at the forecast, it seems that we have about another 3 days of rain, clouds, and storms before things dry out. I hope so, or jungle rot is going to become a legit concern, and my skin will go beyond pale and into translucent.

Photo Notes: My ability to stumble upon possible murder sights along the trail is becoming commonplace. Case in point, the photo of the deer tail along the trail. I thought it was just a tuft of deer hair, given that they are in the process of losing their winter coats. However, upon looking closer, I could see there is a hunk of bony cartilage attached to it. To quote every murder BBC mystery ever, “This was no accident; it’s murder!” (said in British accent). That tail got RIPPED off. This sounds like a job for CSI: Deerfield Park.

Also, the pic of the rabbit noshing on some springtime green grass is part of a small rabbit family that lives along the main trail. I see them almost every day, and it seems as if each day they allow me to get a bit closer before hopping into the brush. And yes, they are surely related to the decapitated rabbit I saw and removed from the trail last week.

Later.