It looks as if I haven’t written anything for my blog since last October! That old cliche “time flies when you’re having fun” is pretty much appropriate for my lapse. So, it’s March 9th, the sky is s sparkling sapphire blue and not a cloud in the sky above. Temperature is in the 40’s so I guess we should consider that as “balmy”.
My Saturday started out with a customary breakfast with friends at “The Shack” in Groton CT. I had a detailed plan for the rest of my day which for some unknown reason disappeared into that clear blue sky. I stopped at one of the big box stores on my way home intending to purchase one small item. So much for intentions! 2 (yes I know) plastic bags of items and I was out the door somewhat lighter in the wallet.
Arriving home, my plan was to change my shoes to what our family refers to as “waffle stompers” because of their heavily etched soles and heels. No problem there. So, cameras and assorted gadgets in hand, I headed out planning an interim stop at the “transfer station”. You may know it as the “dump”. So, I’m home, it’s 5 hours later and I still haven’t found the dump. I have 3 pieces of defunct electronics that they will take off my hands. I’ll try again next week. However, in my search for the dump I found myself in places I had never seen or even knew existed.
One of these was Amston Lake. What a vista opened up as I was driving by. So BGB in it’s inimitable way pulled her famed 180° and we came to a stop in a muddy, sloppy little parking area that looked out directly onto the lake. It’s Happy Dance time. Leaving there I was hoping I would find my way back to roads I would recognize. I did obviously. It was still quite early in the morning so I continued through town and headed out to Westchester to the very pretty Westchester Congregational Church that sits on a hill. I hoped that the sun would be cooperating and that the snow would be pristine. Boy oh boy, my luck is holding.
Dare I push my luck and press on to the Salmon River State Park? Sure, why not? Hmm, only 2 other cars in the parking lot. This time I took my beautifully hand carved, custom made, Garee Buttermore walking stick along with my camera. See?? I’m getting smarter with age. The river was burbling along as I started up the slightly plowed road being very careful where I put the waffle stompers down. Alone with nature in a beautiful park on a perfect sunny day…..who could ask for anything more. Don’t get greedy EP!
Picking my way back down the hill I saw that “one last shot” that I wanted to take but it involved leaving the snow packed and somewhat icy road to venture into other footprints. “got it!”
On my way home, only 3 more stops! Gas in BGB’s tank and air in her tires. Last stop: I stopped at the local sandwich shop and purchased a toasted tuna grinder. yum!
Now that I’ve shared my morning with you, I’ll wrap up by using the phrase that Miss Tolland, our Roslindale High School English teacher used to scorn: “tired but happy the weary traveler arrived home safely.”
And only 11 days until the first day of Spring!
PS: If you’re a new follower, BGB is my abbreviation for “big green Buick”!
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