Yesterday I went to Wenatchee for a variety of errands and one of them took me to Hydro/Billingsly Park on the Columbia River. It is a place where my mom and her dog Kelly, walked every single day, rain or shine. My mom’s been gone now for more than six years now and her dog, Kelly who went to live with Ken before we all moved up here together, died in February. I needed to spread a few of Kelly’s ashes near the shore where she used to run with great abandon along the edge of the big river. I like to think of her and my mom together again – healthy and enjoying the crisp air of fall.
The park is a combination of manicured lawns and ball fields coupled with a sometimes tangled shoreline of the river.
Lots of beautiful fall colors among the non-native trees.
Why is one branch bright red while others are yellow?
Mom loved seeing the birds and learned many of them during the years she frequented the park. I saw this fairly tame group of Mallards and a Common Loon in winter plumage.
I was pretty obsessed with this leaf.
This photo of it, from my cell phone was my favorite
Leaves, like tears fallen from the trees
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