Winter Day at Blyth Park

Don and I were getting cabin fever last week, so we grabbed Polly and jumped in the truck and took off into the sunshine.  We didn't have far to drive to Bothell, and took the back roads along the slough.

I hadn't been to Blyth Park for more than 20 years, and it hadn't changed much at all.  It was really wet and boggy, but we soldiered on and walked down to the water.  Polly was really tired when we got home.  She's been spending way too many hours in front of the fire!

Spring is coming soon!