Los Rios at Oak Glen in the fall is a special place for my wife and me. We love to stroll along the nature trail, especially down by the lake. Our favorite bench nestled in a little clearing where we can watch the shadows in the water and the mallard babies with their vivid colors, and even drab ones. There are always sounds from red-winged blackbirds and grackles and jays, and the coots with their familiar calls. We’ve both made a pledge to have our ashes scattered around the lake.