This field of grass is actually a creek, which meanders through the forest adjacent to the North Country Trail.
Here an oxbow, orphaned by low water levels, abuts a pine forest, very common to the area.
A bridge crosses the creek here, one of several along this length of the trail which are sadly unnecessary this year.
To the right, another grassy snake, winding through the forest in lieu of water, and to the left of it, a long wooden footbridge, patiently awaiting future need.
But no, really not necessary today, old friend. Tomorrow, perhaps.





