You will see an awakening of your inner self, nature at its best, environments untethered. Wildife, that through time, has gained trust with kind souls, and in turn, will fly from the branch, and light upon your finger, takes nourishment offered by you, right from your hand. Truly magical.
Usually lots of song birds, red winged black bird, and migratory birds, ducks etc.
The earth waking up after winter. Trees haven't leaved yet, of course, so the larger vistas are a bit longer through still-bare branches. Closer up, the views along the trails have the transitional coloring of browns & deep maroons mixed with still-muted greens in the grassy areas deeper greens of rising stems. A few early-season flowers may be up. You might see young deer in the forrested bits or wild turkeys. 100 years ago, a wonderful teacher at the camp there, Ivy Lamon if i recall would take us on long arduous hikes (of perhaps a mile at most) in the full heat of summer durong which she could easily point out dozens of bird spicies she'd recognize by call & appearance. She'd describe each in overwhelming detail, some fraction of which stuck. Ms. Lamon, alas, is gone but the birds remain. In short (I know, too late) GO! It is a splendid place any time of year with something different to see with every visit.
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