Toward the usual walk

Way down there. Can I make it down there, to the yellow building and the marina, I thought as the maintenance truck passed me on the path and fingers got colder and colder on this brash winter morning. Nope. Turned around and headed back toward the parking lot.

To the rear

Looking out their back door. I recall peering out the business side of the Salt Museum toward Onondaga Lake when I visited with a patron group during my work days for the nearby library. I liked it. This view too makes me want to return with no work chores to merely listen and learn.

Somebody went to the edge

Step right up. I appreciated seeing the smokestacks churning on the other shore as my fingers grew colder during my Onondaga Lake Park stroll. Somebody needed to take a closer look at what’s going on up close to the frozen water. Not me, not on this day.

Winter sky

Cold rising. I had to take my gloves off to snap pictures during my morning stroll at nearby Onondaga Lake Park. It was a cold session, indeed.

Finding a frozen lake

Solid. A late February visit to our Onondaga Lake Park found the water frozen clear over to the other side. The park workers were wise enough to close off dock access, warning people not to use it for a launching pad out beyond. It’s been cold, yes, but I don’t think they want to encourage…

Keep steady, trees

Better together. One last look before I head back to the Village of Liverpool makes me glad that I decided to brave the cold to get my fill of the Onondaga Lake Park’s tree-lined shore, even though I stayed back on the path.

Sign of the times

Open year round. My favorite park spells out when to do this and when to do that. This stroll is coming to the time to head back toward my car, parked in the Village of Liverpool.

To the entrance

That’s where it all starts. Soon workers will take down this year’s Lights on the Lake arches. This stroll still allows me to walk under their curved appeal.

Sun, slightly

Hanging in there. My beloved trees at Onondaga Lake Park show their deep winter mood as the sun hangs out half-hidden in a foreboding sky. Getting chillier and looking out over the terrain, I decide not to venture any closer to the lake and instead walk parallel to the trail …