In response to The Daily Post’s prompt: Carefree
What’s the summer if not one jolly stream of “carefree” rolled into a bindle of sweaty tennis clothes and little chores I’d like to do, but maybe tomorrow? The living’s been easy for a month now. It’s time to take a hike in Wadsworth Falls State Park.
As we crunched our way through the dry leaves, I looked down to catch a glimpse of rustlings all around, hundreds of tiny toads scurrying about their day.
We came upon the “old foundation” that had been marked on the map, or did we? A gathering of ordered stones being overtaken by the forest was on our right. We checked it out dutifully, but I felt underwhelmed enough to keep my camera unused around my neck. I short while on, though, we came upon the ruins of another old building, also overtaken by roots and moss in spots. I usually hate coming across graffiti, but here it somehow made the building an incongruous delight.
I wanted to get down to it and explore, but a steep embankment kept me away. We continued on and finished our hike, and then we found a road that took us to the other side of the structure. There were even concrete steps leading down to it.
I took a few pictures, but found the place spooky and didn’t linger. A particularly malevolent ladder led to depths of nightmarish damp and decay. No thanks!
Back in the car, it was a short drive to Lyman Orchards to pick up a pie for dinner. All in all, a great summer day!
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- Wadsworth Falls State Park is in Middlefield and Middletown, CT.