September 15, 2010 - After a year of living in Belleville, I decided to venture a little further down the tracks then I had gone in the months prior. I mean don't get me wrong, I get out and poke around lots, but having a car this semester I tend to venture to the surrounding areas as opposed to in Belleville itself. So, deciding one day to go shoot and continue to do so until I got something I was happy with, and forcing myself to get the names even if I was never going to use them, I discovered Zwicks Park.

It's pretty there. I sat by the water and closed my eyes and took in the familiar sounds of water lapping. The rumble of a frogs throat accompanied by the splash of his journey from lily pad to lake, birds screeching and the leaves rustling in the warm evenings breath. For brief and fleeting moments, it almost felt like home. I open my eyes, look around and these guys apparently decided they want to enjoy the place too.

I didn't catch their names.