A relatively brief visit to Reifel before volleyball tryouts, because I couldn’t not visit. The weather was fine, though there was more cloud cover than I would have liked. And at this time of year there’s not a lot of variety in
At the end of the West Dyke were an assortment of Mallard families, with babies ranging from “teeny” to “gangly teen” and they were all gorgeous.
And the latest installment of my “waterfowl emerging from the water” series:
I’ll leave you with one look at this shallow pond not far from the entrance. Yeah, the scenery is all right here!
