After camping overnight, I decided to take a short walk before I left on July 1st. Unfortunately, my phone battery was completely dead by this time and could not take any pictures for you. There is a two-room museum of sorts in the park surrounded by birdhouses. There is a hands-on exhibit consisting of a mixture of bones, cones, shells, fur, and more that one can examine under magnifying glasses. There are aquariums for live frogs, turtles, snails, and fish. There is a giant model of a fiddler crab. There is a mural explaining a little bit of the evolution of the park from salt marsh to cedar swamp to hardwood forest. I also read a lot about insect fossils in amber and flower fossils in coal.
There was also a poster displaying the butterflies of the Americas. One butterfly from Bolivia looked suspiciously similar (but still different) in coloration to the moth I saw in Bear Brook State Park in New Hampshire but I lost the picture of. If it truly was Paranerita metapyria, what was it doing in NH?
The trails pass through areas of the park populated by different plants and having different geological histories. I chose the red trail for its medium length. On the way I saw tall-bush blueberries, zigzagging sassafras trees, the remains of a rather large chrysalis or molted exoskeleton (four inches?), and what looked like a woodchuck hole surrounded by spewed sand. I saw an orange leaf covered with bright green bumps. It was the most beautiful disease-effect ever. I also saw a leaf that had simply turned grey with black veins. There were numerous rounded pebbles (all yellow-tan) – a strange sight in a forest, but the area used to be underwater according to what I read at the museum. I also saw much white sand and grey, jagged rocks. The third most common type of stone looked like this: