For the first time this afternoon, we ventured off the paved path and onto the crusty surface of one of the marsh lakes. “Like walking on the moon” Mr 6 exclaimed. Then bent over and lifted one of the  dried tiles from the ground. So much bigger than his face. There was much to see and notice.

Further into the lake the mud blocks were thicker but covered much smaller area… moon rocks Mr 8 exclaimed.

Though disappointed to leave the dried lake edges, Mr 8 was soon exclaiming over his “Mr long legs shadow” And Mr 6 was happily plucking shells out of puddles for his “collection”.  A sign on the walk’s edge proclaimed these to be mudwhelks.