Tree Swallows
We walked through the muddy Lower Arboretum on this lovely spring afternoon. The tree swallows, who routinely commandeer the bluebird nesting boxes in the prairies, danced around our heads like birds in a Disney cartoon. Here's one of them, sitting on his roof. A little further along, we passed Kettle Hole Marsh, which was filled with the amazing racket of spring peepers.


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(Do you ever walk in along the new path at the very top of the ridge, east even of the memorial? It winds through a little copse and then comes up on back side of the Kettle Hole Marsh, where the water has been almost right up to the path. I saw a big heron there last week, perched oddly in a tree.)