Bluff Creek Trail
It’s sunny and busy; a back into the swing of things, holiday’s over, traffic day.
The paved trail branches off into dirt paths leading through the trees and up to the top of the bluffs overlooking the highway.
Old curled leaves still cling to a few scattered trees, while the Dogwood’s new buds huddle tight in their quest for spring.
As the trail winds to the opposite ridge, the thickening trees slowly mute the highway roar.
A pair of downy woodpeckers clatter at the treestops and chase each other through the woods. Bluebirds perch on low branches, taunting me to catch a picture.
The trail loops back to skirt the river, as it slowly splashes beneath the commuter chaos above.
Rambling ... 