High water is spilling over the waterfront path. Get a running start, lift my feet, and barrel through. Or better yet, take the side path and push hard through the mud. Either way it's a fun challenge.
Once past the big puddle, I'm treated to more public art. The mysterious stone stackers have been busy again this year. Right where previous floods gouged the banks, exposing tree roots and stumps, is a gallery of brick and stone sculptures, a treasure worth stopping for.
It makes me smile.