A Regular Sunday
I was driving home Saturday afternoon and saw a herd (flock?) of turkeys standing in someone’s yard. I thought, “I wish turkeys would hang out in my yard!” I really should have wished to win the lottery. Sunday morning I had just finished breakfast and was headed upstairs when I happened to look out the front door. Then I screamed: “Yen! Yen! Get down here! Now” And I ran out on the front lawn in only my robe, where I counted 15 turkeys frolicking and foraging.
By the time Yen understood what I was talking about and grabbed his camera, they’d moved on down to the next house.
Standing out there on the lawn in our pajamas, Yen said, “It’s not as cold as I expected.” I agreed, and we decided to get back inside, get dressed, and find someplace to walk. Unfortunately by the time we did all that and set out, a front had moved in and it was down to 40. Never mind, we still headed off to Great Brook Farm.
Here I am, setting out for a walk. Not pictured: a buzzillion greyhounds that had gathered for an outing, each wearing a smart little coat. We walked in the opposite direction, but they kept emerging from around a bend. Finally we decided to take to the hills. “I feel like I’m fleeing an enemy army,” I told Yen. But we did escape.
We ended up crossing out of the park and into some conservation land in Chelmsford, and there we found this spectacular beaver lodge along with a very long dam that must have been two feet high all across. Very impressive work.
On the drive home, Yen announced that he’s tired of “posed” photography. Yeah, me too.
Hey, this isn’t posed! It’s Yen climbing down to check out an old cellar hole.
We drove back through Chelmsford, and Yen stopped for a few shots. Cute little town, eh?
What do you do after you go for a cold walk in the woods? You eat pho, of course! I ordered with the actual long Vietnamese name for once, and was so excited when the waiter paused while writing, looked up and said, “Very good!”
Random photo of Lowell city hall, which is right across the street from the restaurant. Mark it on your maps, because we have decided this is the best pho around. Yes, I said it’s the best.