there was no art on the art trail

Today Bonnie and I checked out the art trail in Easton. It's a lovely trail, needs signage and ART!

The official opening was yesterday. But they forgot to take down the construction signs. About half way in is a new dog park—complete with fire hydrant.

There's a few parking spaces on 13th Street.

We immediately noticed these white tubes everywhere. At first I thought they might be some art installation but it appears that they are very young seedlings. Of what I don't know.

The trail begins on 13th street near the old silk mill and follows the creek to Easton Cemetery. Then it appears to end. But alas, we discovered if you cross the bright blue bridge the trail continues. But then it seems to end again at the oil company.

It took us awhile to notice that Bushkill Drive now has sidewalks. So we crossed the street and headed down the sidewalk toward the bridge and recycling center. Then we picked up Bushkill Street (an alley) and headed to the Williams Center.

Bushkill Street looked like Armageddon from last weeks storms.

The best part of this walk was I had someone to do my program intervals with. Of course, by the end, Bonnie was winning. Maybe one day I'll finish first.

My back feels pretty good as long as I keep moving.