Ari and I hiked the Fern Lake Trail on the east side of the park, through the burned forest and to Cub Lake. The fall fire was intense; it destroyed thousands of trees and a few bridges. 
Cub Lake, filled with lily pads
This burned bark looks like a bear cub clinging to the trunk.
Mother rabbit
Baby purple Martins
Baby swallows--mainly unsociable
Geese and goslings
Probably a grass spider. On the lily pads
These interesting fungi popped up several times late spring. While planting peppers, I found little white balls that at first I thought were old mothballs, but the orange-stalked, brown and creamy tops emerge from them. They don't last long--they wilt within a few hours. In the meantime, flies and doodlebugs seem to love the smelly topping.
