A while ago I brought up the high density of dog poo I see everyday during the walks with my pup through Peterson Creek. We had a few more dumps of snow since, and the winter’s magic act of covering the said mounds offered temporary visual tranquility.
As of a few days ago, snow has melted, save for a few patches here and there, and a couple of trails still hiding under snow and ice on those parts where the sun doesn’t reach much. The melt came fast and there is but one word to sum up the aftermath: muck! Loads of it.