On one of my excursions up the I-5 corridor, though, I did have time for a Great Tromping. I explored Two Ace's backyard, and played with my camera. It was a lovely misty afternoon.
Some of the leaves on the trees had started to turn colors early, and it made for quite the pretty photo op. (Or at least, I clearly thought so.)
My hand, uprooting a giant tree through the power of perspective.
Conjoined twins!
Me, through a spiderweb working overtime...
The boardwalk, which made me seasick, as sometimes it is literally over bogs (thankfully, the bog was not of the Eternal Stench ilk) and lots of water. I felt kind of squishy as I trundled along, and I admit, I felt a little queasy about 3/4 of the way through and was glad to be back on my land legs again when the walk was over.
Two sorts of flowers: one "colorful," one not. Just because a flower isn't a vibrant shade doesn't mean it's not pretty. Kind of like people who aren't obviously knockouts on the outside aren't the only pretty kind of person.
Loved the green floaties on the water. The light--the reflections, the natural placement of everything...I felt like there was a brush that was just painting everything in front of me and all I could do was just watch. 
And finally, these looked a little like furry sloths to me. I thought that it was a little like an animal shedding profusely when I saw tufts of "hair" on the side of the boardwalk. Speaking of animals, check out that spiderweb overlaying the water!
