Where Waters Meet and Leaves Turn: A Journey Along the Cayuga Waterfront Trail

The Cayuga Waterfront Trail beautifully showcases autumn’s colors, history, and ecological significance through its landscapes and trees like Sugar Maples.


Where Fall Creek Meets Cayuga Lake
Here, where Fall Creek flows gently into Cayuga Lake, the merging waters reflect the season’s colors like a painter’s palette. Across the shimmering surface, Renwick Woods of Stewart Park stands as a quiet sanctuary of mixed hardwoods and wetlands. The reflections capture our trees together with the essence of autumn’s stillness.

Dominating the shoreline, you can spot Silver Maple (Acer saccharinum) and Cottonwood (Populus deltoides), trees that thrive in damp soils. Silver Maples, with their elegant, deeply lobed leaves, are perfectly suited for this riparian environment. The cottonwood, recognizable by its broad, triangular leaves, plays a vital role in stabilizing streambanks.

Quick Fact: Cottonwoods are among the fastest-growing trees in North America, capable of sprouting leaves within weeks of being washed ashore as driftwood.

Steamboat Landing: A Glimpse of History
The wooden docks at Steamboat Landing, now home to the bustling Ithaca Farmer’s Market, speak of bygone eras when steamboats ferried goods and people across Cayuga Lake. Today, as golden foliage cloaks the hills in the distance, this spot remains an anchor for community and connection.

Foregrounded in the photos are plants like Grape Vine (Vitis spp.), with their sprawling, hardy stems turning yellow as temperatures drop. Grapevines, both wild and cultivated, thrive along the lakeshore and remind us of their agricultural importance in the Finger Lakes.

Also visible are some shrubs of Virginia Creeper (Parthenocissus quinquefolia) turning crimson, their vibrant hues climbing posts and fences as they embrace autumn’s spotlight.

Did You Know? Steamboat Landing was part of Ithaca’s rich lake commerce history during the 19th and early 20th centuries, connecting travelers to destinations far and wide.

The Crimson Canopy: Japanese Maple
This photo highlights a stunning Japanese Maple (Acer palmatum), its feathery, scarlet foliage cascading delicately in front of the pavilion. Native to East Asia, Japanese Maples have found a beloved place in landscapes across the world for their graceful form and brilliant seasonal displays.

Alongside its boughs, weathered benches and stone pathways invite rest and reflection — a beautiful marriage of human craftsmanship and nature’s artistry.

Fun Fact: Japanese Maples are often pruned meticulously in Japanese gardens to emphasize their architectural shape, turning them into living sculptures.

The Treman Park Lake Loop: Autumn’s Golden Finale
Our journey concludes with this sweeping landscape from the Treman Park Lake Loop. The towering Sugar Maples (Acer saccharum) dominate the view, their crowns now a rich, golden orange — a signature of northeastern forests. Known as the tree that gives us maple syrup, Sugar Maples are quintessential symbols of autumn in the Finger Lakes.

To the right, bare branches of earlier-shedding trees stand in contrast, whispering the arrival of winter. The sky above, painted with soft clouds, completes the scene of a serene seasonal transition.

Interesting Note: Sugar Maples can live for over 300 years, their wood prized for furniture and instruments, and their sap a sweet gift of the forest.

Closing Thoughts
From the quiet confluence of Fall Creek and Cayuga Lake to the historic docks of Steamboat Landing and the golden maples of Treman Park, autumn on the Cayuga Waterfront Trail is a symphony of color, history, and ecological wonder. Whether you’re strolling, photographing, or simply pausing to take it all in, these moments capture both the grandeur and subtlety of the season.

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Experiencing the Cocoa Beach Kite & Beach Fest

Experience the magic of the Cocoa Beach Kite and Beach Fest! From giant dinosaur kites to whimsical octopuses, this vibrant event brings joy to all ages. Dive into the excitement and watch the kites soar!

The air was electric with excitement as I arrived at Cocoa Beach for the Kite and Beach Fest on January 21st, 2024. A stiff wind greeted me, carrying the scent of saltwater and the promise of a day filled with wonder. The beach was bustling with families, kite enthusiasts, and curious onlookers, all eager to witness the spectacle that awaited them.

As I strolled towards the shoreline, I was immediately captivated by the sight of an apparently massive dinosaur kite soaring high, filled with the wind, against the backdrop of the overcast sky. Its fierce red eyes and sharp teeth contrasted sharply with the playful atmosphere below, yet it seemed to be enjoying its flight as much as the spectators enjoyed watching it. I couldn’t help but snap a photo, capturing the moment when the dragon seemed to float majestically above the waves.

Further down the beach, a cluster of giant octopus kites waved their tentacles gracefully in the wind. Their vibrant colors stood out against the gray sky, each one a mesmerizing dance of fabric and air. The way they undulated with the breeze was hypnotic, as if they were alive, drawing me closer to their whimsical beauty. I watched as children ran underneath, their laughter mingling with the sound of the surf, creating a symphony of joy that filled the air.

Among the kites, there were also enormous land crabs with their claws extended, bobbing and weaving in the breeze. They were a crowd favorite, with people gathering to marvel at their intricate designs and lifelike movements. It was as if the beach had been transformed into a surreal landscape where dragons, octopuses, and crabs coexisted in perfect harmony.

As I walked along the beach, I took in the lively atmosphere. I grabbed a cold drink and found a spot to sit, taking in the view of kites of all shapes and sizes dotting the sky like a colorful mosaic.

The festival wasn’t just about the kites, though. It was a celebration of community and creativity. I watched as seasoned kite flyers shared tips with newcomers, and children learned to fly their own kites for the first time. There was a sense of camaraderie in the air, a shared joy that transcended age and background.

As the afternoon wore on, I found myself reflecting on the magic of the day. The kites, with their bold colors and imaginative designs, reminded me of the limitless possibilities of creativity. The festival was a testament to the power of imagination, bringing people together to celebrate art, nature, and the simple pleasure of watching something soar.

As the sun began to set, casting a golden hue over the beach, I took one last look at the dinosaur, still bravely battling the wind. It seemed fitting, a symbol of resilience and wonder, and a reminder of the enchanting day I had spent at Cocoa Beach. With a heart full of joy and a camera full of memories, I headed home, already looking forward to next year’s festival.

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Sea Turtle Portrait

Portrait of a Sea Turtle with fish, sea floor and a rocket launch. 541 Washington Ave, Cape Canaveral, FL 32920 Near Cheri Down Park, Brevard County, Florida

Portrait of a Sea Turtle with fish, sea floor and a rocket launch. 541 Washington Ave, Cape Canaveral, FL 32920 Near Cheri Down Park, Brevard County, Florida

Along the bottom margin is the artist’s signature, “David Roth 2022.”

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Near and Far — the last day of 2023

Discover a heartfelt story woven from the sands of Cocoa Beach on New Year’s Eve, where shells and stars intertwine, inviting you to ponder the delicate dance of near and far.

On the last day of 2023, as the sun began its descent on Cocoa Beach, I found myself tracing the contours of a heart laid out in Ark Clam shells. Each shell, with its ridges and grooves, felt like a chronicle of the ocean’s whispers. This artful mosaic, set against the granular canvas of the beach, was a testament to the playful hands of time and tide. I marveled at the intention behind it, the human desire to create and connect, to leave a mark, however fleeting, on the vastness of nature.

I found this beach heart while walking on Cocoa Beach on the last day of 2023. It is composed of the various shade of Ark Shells. Ark clam is the common name for a family of small to large-sized saltwater clams or marine bivalve molluscs in the family Arcidae. These are the most common shells found there.

The shells were cool and firm under my fingertips, each one a unique piece of the year’s mosaic. Some were a pristine white, while others bore the earthy tones of the sea’s floor. I pondered the journeys they had taken, tumbling in the ocean’s embrace before resting here, on the threshold of a new year. The act of arranging them into a symbol of love felt like an ode to the past year’s collective joys and sorrows, an offering to the unknown adventures of the year to come.

As the day waned, my gaze shifted from the shells to where the water met the sky. There, a sailboat floated serenely, a silent sentinel between two worlds. It was a picture of solitude, a single vessel on the brink of the infinite sea, beneath the expanding dome of the heavens. On the horizon, the silhouette of a cargo ship whispered stories of distant lands and the ceaseless pulse of commerce and exploration that defined our modern era.

On New Years Eve 2023 this sailboad moored off North 1st Street, Cocoa Beach, Brevard County, Space Coast, Florida.

The beach was quiet, the sounds of the day giving way to the evening’s peaceful lull. The sailboat’s stillness was a stark contrast to the perpetual motion of the cargo ship, each representing different paths on the water’s vast canvas. One was an emblem of leisure and simplicity, the other of industry and complexity. Both near and far, they were the day’s quiet companions, their stories part of the fabric of the Space Coast.

As twilight deepened into night, the stars began to emerge, one by one, until the sky was a tapestry of celestial wonder. With my iPhone 14 Pro Max, I captured this cosmic dance, the constellation of stars that had been the silent witnesses to Earth’s revolutions. The constellations, those mythic shapes that have long sparked human imagination, seemed to hold the secrets of what had been and what was to come. They were distant suns, their light traveling unfathomable distances to reach me, to reach us, as we stood on the brink of a new beginning.

Orion

I couldn’t help but feel a connection to the stars, a kinship with their ancient light. They reminded me that we, too, are part of this grand cosmic design, our lives stitched into the universe’s expansive quilt. On the beach, with the shells at my feet and the stars overhead, I was caught in the delicate balance of near and far—the tangible reality of the shells I could touch and the distant glow of starlight from ages past.

Orion, the belt and sword in center.

As the year ticked closer to its end, I stood between the intimate artistry of the shell heart and the boundless majesty of the star-filled sky, a lone observer of time’s relentless march. The Space Coast, with its unique blend of earthly beauty and human aspiration, was the perfect stage for this reflection. Here, on Cocoa Beach, I embraced the last moments of 2023, ready to welcome the new year, with its promise of continuance and change, its constant dance of near and far.

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