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?