HIKES-Searching for Ancient Boundary stone for Harwich/Chatham

Though I did not find it, I did make it back- no easy task with so many paths to choose from.

Started out at 10:16am and got back to car by 10:52am. Felt like it was noon- I was tired and hungry!


Familiar territory here with the horses- which I always smell before I see them . :)



Morton road popped up quickly. Notice the "I am not on your vacation" sticker. Sarcasm everywhere!



Never been on this side. Solar panels on house can be seen on google maps! 4 mile marker, and a body of water to my right.



Then I come upon what looks like the path to the power lines and the boundary marker! Lots of choices all looking the same. More pine needles, more fallen trees and branches.



Finally saw blue sky and power lines yay!



So I cross over and see more paths and look back and see two choices. Hope I remember which one. Though I suspect the all end up same place.



So thinking I must be in Brewster by now I turn around and surprise myself by finding the way back to the bike path. See fire hydrant way out here- I guess for brush fires. Reach Morton Road again...



and hear a vicious dog barking. In no shape to run so I just keep moving.



Saw a total of 4 people on this trek. Two female joggers, a woman walking her dog and talking on her cell phone, and a male jogger as I got back to the car.

Maybe some other day I will find the granite stone.

HIKES-Short cuts taken alone

To avoid some nasty traffic and no sidewalks I take an occasional short cut through the woods. As long as I do not hear banjos playing in the distance or hear the whistle of an arrow grazing my cheek I will continue cutting through the woods. Never seems to be good lighting back there . Old abandoned cars are fascinating, usually because they are a model you just KNOW was lovingly owned and driven until the engine fell out of the chassis. The "Keep Out" signs are faded and ignored. Ignored not just by me for there are foot and wheel tracks and trash/litter to prove otherwise.
The past Winter was not kind to these relics.


There is always the inevitable dog shit in the middle of nowhere too.Nice to see daffodils in a clump hidden from clear view.





On the return the vehicles look so different. ha ha ha. That one structure is the back of the old school house from the 1900s.

FOOD-Brewing loose leaf tea

I received a lovely gift in the mail over a month ago. Just now climbing out of a rut and gave it a try!
If I do not have to peel myself off the ceiling after one cup I will brew this more often.
It is organic Darjeeling , rumored to be the champagne of teas.
Very subtle lovely taste.
The 2 teas and the brewing bowl. (ignore the background clutter)


Scalding the brew pot


The tea


Looks divine! Also looks I could smoke it.


The tea filters


tea into bag


Brewing 3 minutes after a 5 minute rest for the boiled water.


the brew

ART-Monochromatic with Point & Shoot camera

Bass River area



off Brewster Bike Path



sky boat water Harding's Beach



Dennis Pond Yarmouth Port



sunshine through a horseshoe crab-Harding's Beach




Greenery at the beach



monotone Hardings Beach



Brewster Herring Run



The never ending Winter 2015 Wychmere Harbor Harwich Port

ART-Tchaikovsky - Cradle Song, Op. 16 No. 1 (arr. Pabst) - Shura Cherkassky

HISTORY-Berlin in July 1945 (HD 1080p color footage)

FAMILY-Thornton Burgess Bedtime Stories

When I babysat back in the 60s and 70s my favorite book to read to children was Thornton Burgess Bedtime stories. I remember one little girl asking if her Dad looked like Buster Bear.Danny Meadow Mouse was my favorite character.



Funny thing. In 2008 and 2009 when I was preparing to move and also sorting through belongings I went through many books and left many behind gave some away. Ran across this book was up on a top shelf.


I opened it up and much to my surprise it had belonged to my father and was a gift to him from Uncle Elliott and Aunt Elizabeth [Hollenback] Xmas 1924 or 1929 I cannot tell by the handwriting.



Okay so all the years of living here I never got to visit the Thortnon Burgess Society or Green Briar Farm. Finally did with two facebook friends in April 2015.