Our group of friends continues a weekend hiking kick. A few very organized people send out emails, ask for local park suggestions, check the weather and set the date. I like to joke that the rest of us type “yes,” and show up at the designated park with our water bottles. Five to ten of us hit the trail, in conversational groups of twos and threes. We walk, tell jokes, breathe the fresh air and enjoy the natural setting.
This past weekend we went to Cherokee Marsh. In the last century Madison has lost one square mile of marsh, due to development and higher lake levels to appease boaters. Lower water quality, algae blooms and flooding are a few of the results.
Mushrooms; although I’d wait for the expert forager to eat one first, as my friend wisely says.
Recently I’d read the Spirits of the Earth: An Effigy Mound Landscape by Robert Birmingham. I have become fascinated with the history of Native effigy mounds, and troubled by how many were destroyed by European immigrants through farming and building the city of Madison. I’ve begun to look, and find them in many parks. I appreciate that this important history is preserved.
An effigy mound made by the ancestors of the Ho-Chunk Nation.
After paying our respects, we continued to explore the park.
The weather was brisk, cold enough for this small pond to freeze.
Heavenly rays of sun were peeking out from the clouds.
The light would change every five minutes…
Nature’s light shows are the best.
Thank you to the organizers and thank you for reading! Happy hiking. ¡Olé! –Rebecca
P.S. Turn your poems in Sunday for December’s Poetry Challenge. We’d love to read your work. Click on Poetry Challenge for details. ¡Gracias! -r