Scorton Creek, Bird Farm & Titcomb's Bookstore

I really don't know how I keep letting time get away from me.  It seems like I had more time to do things when I was working full time than I do now that I don't work at all.  In my downtime I try to do food prep and crafts.  I did a craft show a couple weeks ago but it was a very poor turnout.  If it wasn't for my friends I wouldn't sell anything!  

Still trying to take advantage of good weather for walking although it's finally turned cold so I guess the only walks we'll be taking for awhile are on the treadmill at Planet Fitness.  However, we had a very mild day at the end of November so we went for a walk at the old bird farm in East Sandwich.

I've always loved Scorton Creek.  I have recurring dreams about it and the marshes. 

Looking towards Rte. 6A

 I really love finding these stones.

When we left, I stopped at Titcomb's Bookshop.  Despite passing this almost every day of my life the first time I lived here, going to high school & working with the kids (the eldest sister was even my babysitter for a bit), and my dad doing all their plumbing, I had never gone in.  It's an amazing place and maybe it's better that I hadn't gone in or else I'd've spent A LOT of money!!!   They have quite a few events here, including author readings and book signings.

This is super cool.  People have written book titles on these stones. 

If you find yourself in E. Sandwich MA, Titcomb's is a must visit/must see!

Bell Road & Aptucxet Trading Post Mural

I couldn't resist stopping on Bell Road to take pics of the RR bridge from that side.  It was such a pretty fall day.

I'd soooo hoped for a train but alas....nothing.

The Army Corp of Engineers operates the Canal.

Mass Maritime across the way.

I remembered that a new mural was painted under the railroad tracks near Aptucxet Trading Post.  I will have to return when the light is better.

Osprey (aka Seahawk)

There are minks that live in the rip rap.  They keep the rodent population down.

I had to look this up when I got home cause I didn't know what a 'Lagoda' was.  It's the name of Bourne's ship.

HERE is some information about the Lagoda.  I've seen the scaled down version at the Whaling Museum but I didn't take any notice of the name at the time, or the significance and history.

Monk's Park, Bourne

There are quite a few local trails and preserves in our area but I'm always a little reluctant to go there alone because they tend to be somewhat desolate and these days I'm concerned about the possibility of some wack job stealing my camera and killing me.  So I never go.  Now that I have Russell home recuperating, we can check out the trails when weather permits.

We went to Monk's Park in Bourne.  He's shellfished here in the past so familiar with the area.  It was a very cold, crisp day but the sun felt good.

Bayberries.  People make candles out of them....we did it in Campfire Girls.

Nice reflection despite the lack of foliage.

Coast guard flew over

Looking out of the cove towards Buzzards Bay

This bench was so high that I couldn't get on it and he said he felt like me cause his feet didn't touch the ground and he could swing them.

This is called pipeweed.  I'd never seen it before after it turned red. 

Bridge under the tracks.  That puddle below it is all frozen on the edges.  Puddle....more like a giant pot hole that I was a bit nervous to drive over.