The Road Not Taken

Last time I went to Walden Pond, I wanted to see if the ice was out.
This was my view in March.



And this was April.

As I left Walden that day and walked down the Old Concord Road, I saw another path.

But decided to go home instead.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

That other day was today.

So I got up and took the train from North Station.

To Lincoln Station.

Once I got there I walked past the Codman Estate.

And noticed the water feature out back.

It bore a curious resemblance to something I have seen often.
At Hadrian’s Villa in Tivoli near Rome.

It’s called the Canopus.
The designer of Codman was totally hip!

Then I walked over to Mt Misery.

The name is utterly misleading.

It is a delightful little jaunt.

That Thoreau enjoyed often.

Only a few hundred feet high.

The summit is wooded.

But that is not unusual in New England.
Vermont’s Green Mountains are called that because most are covered with trees.

Since I was in the neighborhood, I decided to go back to Walden to see how spring is progressing.

I always love to take a big hit of my Main Man!

Different Drummer? I totally dig!

This time I found a new path to the Pond.

Via Heywood’s Meadow.
Which is really a marsh.

I would say that summer is in full bloom!

And all the species are having fun.

After I left Walden, I walked a few more miles to Concord Center.
Because last time, this joint was closed.

And today it wasn’t.

 

Strawberry frappe? Come to Jimbo.

Then it was time to get back to town.
To see what’s shakin’.

Beantown? Never a dull moment.