
It rained hard and snowed some last night. Today the sun comes and goes and the early 35F temperature climbs to 50F by the time I get into the water. It is calm and most pleasant. The lake is as high as I have seen it. I paddle deeper into the marsh than I normally can do. Cattails are coming up now, the lily pads that were almost to the surface have disappeared with the rising water. There are still quite a few common mergansers on the lake. Buffleheads, widgeons and coots are still here. I see a few ring-necked ducks and some scaups and quite a few heron. Song birds are now very active in the cattails. I paddle by the goose nest that I saw a week or so ago. It is still the only nest that I have seen so far and while I am taking a photo, the mate comes over with a clear aim of making me leave. The dirtberg has only two small patches above the surface, maybe 4 feet in diameter each, and it hasn't moved. I spend some time above it. It is a bit of a time capsule, having brought a few pieces of junk to within reach of the surface. I find an old pop can pull tab and an early non-aluminum pull-tab Budweiser can. A pretty exciting day. I just look forward and paddle, feeling the rhythm and listening to the sound of my paddle as it dips into and exits the water.
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