Long and winding trail. Theoretically, I could start at the visitor’s center much closer to my dear wife Karen and I’s house and walk my way on our side of the shore of Onondaga Lake all the way to here. Actually, I’ve jumped in my car and parked in three different parking lots as I’ve…

Interesting crafts. These babies are docked and ready for people to board way down on the west end of Onondaga Lake Park.

Perspective. All of the crew collection is stored on the other side of the bridge I’ve shown you in previous strolls. It’s pretty over here, yes.

A fit day to be out for people and critters. The sun and warmth brought out walkers, two legs and four. The squirrel at right decided the path to the lake was more fitting at this moment than all those leafless trees.

Beaming. It does look to me like the sun fills the light post’s cap with natural light.

Not yet. Should the nice-day striders and cyclists need a break, relaxation awaits along the Onondaga Lake paths.

Turn of my path. On a recent stroll through the Village of Liverpool on yet another beautiful March morning, I decided to take a different entrance than usual into Onondaga Lake Park. That stop sign could use a red-paint touch-up, thought I.