Niagara Falls Whirlpool State Park
Join me as we go down the road about a mile to The Niagara Falls, Whirlpool State Park. This park is much different from the Niagara Falls New York State Park I have taken you to at the Falls. Very few people visit this park in comparison. It is not at all commercial and far more natural. A great time to visit is in Autumn. The warm colors of fall warm up the coolest of evenings. Since we are going in the late afternoon, grab your jacket. We might lose a little daylight, but it is a nice trip.
This is what you see at first, a big splash of fall color, long expanses of grass and the area is dotted with picnic tables. I have had many a picnics here. It is almost like having the park to yourself.
Oops, we have a visitor.
Here is the whirlpool. It is a basin with gently swirling water. The water seems to change color through the seasons. Sometimes it is very green, other times deep, dark blue. It is more how the light hits it I believe.
Here we are at the edge of the woods.
How would you like to rake these leaves? Not me.
Out into the light there is life. Of the two-legged kind.
Notice the tree with the construction tape, below? A number of them were marked for removal, I noticed. They were not unhealthy either.
The forest floor dotted with leaf litter.
Canadian trees. They have a different accent. Aye. Even the birds chirp, aye, aye, aye. Joking of course. Since I live blocks from the border, it is a wonder I don’t end my sentences with ‘aye’.
The trees are big. Not Sequoia big, but pretty darn large. You feel small, yet part of some greater purpose.
Down the stone stairs to the hard packed, dirt trail, follow the shadow lines, round the turn to…
take a brief rest on the stone sofa. Not too comfy. Nobody sits for long.
Off we go. American trees, heh.
Next time, the wild flowers at the forest edge and the ornamental annuals planted at the welcome building.
See you tomorrow. Maybe we will walk down instead. I am still hurting from all the bulbs I planted this week. Yesterday, I was down at the farm cutting down cornstalks for decorating our street for Halloween. When my neighbors get them up around our lamp standards, I’ll get some photos.
I bundled Indian corn and tied the stalks into bundles and after about four hours into this project, I am handing it off to my neighbors to do the rest. That is it. REST.