This week I learned of a Plymouth park that is only 3 miles from our house. So I headed over one evening this week with my camera. Though it’s a small park, this time of year, with all of the new greens and blooming trees it felt like
Visiting Camelot,
and it is indeed Camelot. The park is called Lake Camelot Park. Lake Camelot is actually more of a wetlands than a lake with a maximum depth of four and one half feet. But it is home to a lot of wildlife including a pair of trumpeter swans with a nest very near the boardwalk shown above.
Those of you who have followed my blog for awhile will know that I adore trumpeter swans. To find a nest so accessible and near to where I live feels like a huge gift. I’m so excited that I will be able to return many times to follow this swan family over the summer.
What Can I Say?
What can I say that I have not said before?
So I’ll say it again.
The leaf has a song in it.
Stone is the face of patience.
Inside the river there is an unfinishable story
and you are somewhere in it
and it will never end until all ends.Take your busy heart to the art museum and the
chamber of commerce
but take it also to the forest.
The song you heard singing in the leaf when you
were a child
is singing still.
I am of years lived, so far, seventy-four,
and the leaf is singing still.— Mary Oliver, The Swan
I have been spending every moment I can outdoors enjoying the beauty of this time of year. Yesterday I even spent some time lounging on the deck swing now that it is set up for the season. I am soaking in each moment of this brief perfumed and blossom-filled time of year, storing up memories for other seasons.
Our lives pass by in a flash. And none of us knows how many springs we may have left to enjoy. I intend to savor and relish every moment of this, my favorite time of year.
I hope that you too are spending as much time as you can out in nature during this perfectly wonderful time of year.
May you walk in beauty.
Note: All photos in today’s post are from Lake Camelot Park.
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