A WALK in the SUNSHINE - February 16, 2018

  • Catherine Cummins's photo.

    As an antidote to a very stupid decision that has left me with bruised ribs, Manny and I meandered through the trails and wetlands of the Semiahmoo Fish and Game Association property. Everything is so green; the moss and lichens, the ferns, the rapidly leafing out of the shrubs and trees. There are many guideposts along the trail that name and describe the vegetation and also historic photos of the Halls Prairie area. The clubhouse is a popular venue for celebrations and has manicured grounds around it where today crocus, primrose and dwarf iris bloom.

    This group also raises steelhead trout and coho salmon at their on-site hatchery which are released into the Campbell River. The year and a half old coho smolts are rising to the surfaced of their pond and leaping for joy in the sunshine. It makes me happy just to watch them. In another month they will enter the river and make their way to the sea where they will feed and grow for another eighteen months before returning here to the spawning channels to lay their eggs and die.

    Tonight we hear returning killdeer piping in the long grass and overhead Canada and snow geese are calling as they practice for the long flight north.

    We, too, will soon be turning away from all this greeness to make our pilgrimage back to the land of snow and ice.

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