Spring Comes Slowly in New England
It was warm and gorgeous today in New England, so we took advantage of it and went for a bike ride on an old railroad track, which has been sanded over. It was so warm that I expected to see blooms of flowers but New England flowers are more clever than that - they're waiting for the real thing - not a tease.
We did see these ferns popping up, so green against the brown forest leaves.
No buds on the trees yet, but that means we could see this old stone foundation.
A collection of rusted out train spikes.
DH climbed down a hill to get a picture of this rushing stream. Click on it - maybe it'll get bigger, it's a good picture.
And that's me, staying at the top of the hill
Flooding was everywhere, new beaver homes going in right and left.
Just a gorgeous marshy area.
This rock was by the side of the road. Rather ordinary looking but something made me turn it over to find....
...a beautiful granite pattern, isn't it wonderful?
On the way home we stopped by this town library as it's the highest spot in town (and a cool building) ....
...and got this shot looking out towards Boston. What a wonderfully clear day.
Time to go home.