Walter F. Pratt Picnic Area - Part 2

The dogs and I were hiking along the reservoir in the Walter Pratt picnic area (see also Part 1, posted yesterday):

We came to the peninsula and the dogs ran to the top of the ridge, apparently smelling something interesting:

I stayed down by the water and gave the pooches a call to join me:

We got to the end of the peninsula, a favorite spot out in the middle of the water:

From there I saw a small flock of what appeared to be Bufflehead Ducks who hurriedly moved away from us, out towards the ice:


We all walked up to the crest of the peninsula, another fine place for a scenic photo:

And apparently also a fine place for interesting smells:

Fergus and Seamus stayed close to me while Clover and Daphne explored the water's edge. Jack, as usual, was busy running full speed in giant circles:

White Pine cones and needles, with clumps of green moss. After our long and difficult winter, it sure was a joy to see the color green:

And speaking of joy, take a look at happy Seamus as he frolicked beneath the trees:

But we were almost back to where I'd parked the car, which involved more time walking among these venerable old White Pines:

All the dogs stopped for a quick sniff and a couple more pees, and then I declared our walk at an end: