It struck me full force, almost as soon as I parked my
car, just how much the “moderate drought” in this area is affecting this
79-acre space. Like other walkers that day, what I saw stretching out in all
directions was an expanse of brown rather than green grass. It hasn't improved since.
After a while, I came to a halt and concentrated on
the parts of the park that have drawn me up here every once in a while the last
few years: not just the reflections in the water that you can see in this picture I took, but also the patient fishermen and water creatures who have made a way of
life by this tributary of the Hackensack River.
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