Potters Marsh

We accompanied Kara and Matt and the little ones on a trip to Potters Marsh yesterday afternoon. Potters Marsh is an accidental wetlands. I know this because I read an info sign in the marsh. It was created accidentally when the Alaska Railroad laid track in that area. The marsh is filled with grass, mud, water, and a few birds.


There is a nice boardwalk that you can walk on out over the marsh. Bentley loved the boardwalk. So did his mom--she says it's a nice, short walk--her hip appreciates shorter walks.



We didn't see a lot of birds, but we did spot a few. The majority of the birds must have been hiding in the grass or staying away from the boardwalk. We had a good time watching a small fish dart around the grassy waters. Bentley had a good eye and even spotted him first one time.


The twins started the walk in BOB.


Jake was napping. Viva wasn't, so after a while I took her out of the stroller. She seemed to like the marsh, but the boardwalk was a little tough to walk on. Her little toes kept trying to grip the boards and would slip down the small spaces between the boards. Baby toes are little!



A little later I took Jake out of his stroller. (As a grandparent, I can pretty much do what I want.) Jake refused to walk on the boardwalk or to pose for photos on the benches. He wanted to be cuddled. (He's been a little grouchy the past few days. His mom says he's teething. I think he might be lactose intolerant. Time will tell.)


Here's an unusual (at least to us!) sight. A baby grebe riding piggy back on his momma.


We also saw three geese couples hanging out together with their families, but Mark didn't get a photo of them. He said he meant to on the way back by them, but he forgot because he was distracted by the grandchildren. It's not easy to capture our attention when our grandchildren are nearby. They are so entertaining: cute, funny, adorable, and huggable, too.