The temperatures dipped below 20* F last night at Francis Slocum State Park (PA) and the marsh this morning was edged in ice. Green is peeking out, though, and hope for spring's permanent arrival live on!!
Camera and binoculars bounce on my vest-padded chest as I leave footprints in week old snow. I am headed to the river, to watch the ice floes flow. Here at the bend, where West Pittston says hey to Pittston, the Susqhehanna is open, ice clinging in nooks and crannies. A dozen Buffleheads ride the current toward … Continue reading The River Is Floe-ing. Spring Is Coming.