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A morning picture off a wooden bridge.




This beautiful fungus was about eye-level, six to seven inches across and very delicate. There were many fungi directly above this one that had already shriveled up.





This young tree looked as though it had a troubled youth.



This lone flower was growing right out of the rocks. Shortly afterwards, I slipped on a rock, busted my butt and broke my cell phone!!!!!







A large heron flew from this spot earlier.


All in all, it was a really nice morning.


So what's at Burns Park anyway?