Green, Clean, Earth

We hiked a nature trail, which promised to include the sights of a cranberry bog, but was really more so in the construction phase of making a cranberry bog. This made it all the more special to Matt.

“Look at that! An excavator. No, it’s a backhoe,” he analyzed each piece of yellow machinery with all the patience and attention to detail as a bird watcher.

We walked over small wooden bridges, passed turtles sunbathing on logs in the lake, and made up a game of stomping on top of crunchy sounding pine cones in order to distract Matt from picking up every one he saw.

Dinner that night was burgers, a hot dog for Matt, and fries on the bench of an outside mall. The stars had just started to come out as we finished eating.

We also hiked a trail at the Ecotarium. We ate lunch on a dock near a waterfall while fish swan below us in the shallow waters. It would have been more Zen like if I had not come along.
 

 I was so worried the whole time that he would fall into the slimy fish water. While Bob and Matt fed leftover bread crusts and counted the fish together, I paced.

Finally, when the boys had their fill of fish we continued to walk the rest of the trail. We saw caution signs about fragile ecosystems and open waters. We stopped at a Japanese-style water pavilion and Matt threw rocks into the water.It was an enjoyable weekend in the outdoors.