Wednesday was a rare break between arctic blasts, so after my first cardiologist visit in years (I still appear to have a heart), we took a walk in Koogler Wetland Prairie Reserve.  All was melting snow and mud, but we were happy to see all the new boardwalks and improvements by volunteer groups.  There were some definite signs of recent beaver action, also helpful in preserving and creating natural wildlife habitats.  Here are a few scenes.

Now it’s back to the teens and single digits, i.e. hibernation…until the next new doctor in a long string of specialists that I’ve put off for too long.  Aagghh I’m turning into my parents!  So many ways to die, but maybe I can delay the inevitable.