Early Spring Walk With Marlene
Mass Audubon Wellfleet Bay
March 20, 2008
On this first official day of Spring, light rain is falling. Everything is
shiny and well-watered, and the fragrances of the woods, held close by the moist
air, rise up to meet me. I pause and stand in a wooded grove, looking out over
the marsh. The bay is socked in. The bird song and patter of lightly falling
rain create a symphony for a lover of the outdoors such as me.
A large piece of moss has been dislodged and lies in the path. I pick it up and
examine it. Soft as a sponge with brilliant green fringe and full of
late-winter life, it is elegant. Jewels of moisture hang from beach plum
branches. A Woodpecker drums out his territorial beat as fog rolls in, at first
skirting the tops of the trees across the marsh and then dropping down like an
opaque blanket. Try Island disappears.
I love days like this. For me the fog, the muted silhouettes, the muffled
sounds create a sense of intimacy. I especially like Silver Spring Trail in the
rain. Rounding a corner I come upon a pair of Mallard Ducks. They ease away
into deeper water as I pass.
Marlene Denessen









