Our neighborhood bog has taken on new life. A local refuge for the shelter in place population in our little corner of this troubled world. Picturesque place with a shuttered pump house, idyllic pond, and splashes of overlooked cranberries blinking red at bog’s edge
A beehive of activity during the Fall harvest, but on a chilly March day, generally home to random dog walkers, or retirees out for a stroll. Until now. Yesterday, there were little family groups, a few older couples, and a smattering of dog walkers. Certainly not a crowd, but more than one would normally see. All being careful of social distancing, but hardly a problem in this large open space.
Fortunate are we to have this place so close to home. A chance to renew and recharge, away from the news reports. Shaking off concern if only for an hour. Hearing a child’s laughter, and a dog’s bark. Watching sunlight produce shimmering rainbows on the water. A reminder of all that is good.
Thanks, Mary Jane. Good to know you have that open space nearby. We, too, are blessed with lots of room to be outside. If only our daily rains and fog would go elsewhere…..uncommon wetness this year. All our trees are donning green coats of fungus….NOT ideal for oaks and other hardwoods. Thick fog again this morning. But, I know we are better off than most….living distant from any large cities is a blessing. I worry for our kids, one in San Diego and one in Chicago….also the grand kids, also in Chicago with their parents. Love your posts and Frank’s photos, too. Keep them coming!!
Thank you! You’re so right. Being able to get outside really helps. Hope your kids are okay. Be well.
How awesome to have fresh cranberries. Stay safe. I’m busy writing in the A to Z April challenge. I’ve chosen family stories this year.