O'er Amber Waves of Trash

They've blocked my usual riding path at the Tinicum Wildlife Refuge with construction of another crappy boardwalk for walkers. So I tried taking an alternate route, which usually involves having to walk across a little marshy section and getting my feet all wet and stinky. As I approached the end of the trail, however, I saw a clearing and what I thought was a place to cross the water! Wonder of wonders, had they done something intelligent and cleared a bridge? As the horizon fully came into view, however, I realized that it was not in fact a bridge. It was, instead, a rainwater swelled log jam of various reeds, branches and general garbage. Oh the splendor. I tried to snap a picture, but I'm not sure it does the spectacle justice. Here it is, nonetheless: