It's so nice not to have to wear layers, boots and bundle up every time you leave the house to get the mail. And even nicer to get out and walk again. This time I met up w/ my dear childhood pal, Sheila. We've been best friends since kindergarten and even though she moved to Orleans when we were in the beginning of 3rd grade, we always wrote & kept in touch. So we went for a walk on the Canal along with her son Joey.
Traps washed up on the banks.
Joe had climbed up on the retaining wall to walk along the top and his eyes got huge and he yelled, 'OHMYGOD IT'S A SNAKE!' Sheila and I looked behind the wall in time to see this large black racer headed up in the woods. She's convinced his 'big mouth' (her words) spooked him. It had to be 4' long.
See the Ninja Turtles? SQUEEE!
Joey walking on the wall.
I loved this ribbon effect
This stump looked like a clover leaf to us!
We walked pretty far....started out in Bournedale near the Sagamore Bridge and I was surprised to see how close we got to the Bourne Bridge.
We got to this point and then headed back the way we came. We probably did 3 or 4 miles.