Spackle and I went to Woodland Park today, to pee in some nature (him) and take some pictures (me). One of the things I'm learning in my life right now is discernment, and so I'd like to point out that, even though there are a LOT of photos here, I weeded a lot out. Take my word for it.
I love that this bridge, seen like this, doesn't scream "I'm crossing Highway 99!"
It's a spectacular time of year for moss.
Inexplicably glowing lamp, in the middle of the afternoon.
Patriotic birds live here.
Spackle enjoying his illicit fetch.
I love the swirl of the bark here.
Close-up of some of the moss.
Cherry buds, hinting at the glory they'll display for one fleeting June weekend.
I like how these trees are coupled.
Back in the car after a successful parking.