Route 112 is a mess. Mile after mile, month after month, from Port Jeff Station to Coram, the construction goes on, the dirt, the noise, the traffic slow as molasses. They are widening this very busy road and adding a divider to make it safer. All that is good: the two-lane road was built in the days when cars went thirty miles an hour and nowadays the cars and trucks roar toward you at sixty-five with just inches to spare (until recently). So I'm glad they're doing it, but what a nuisance! And the word is the project will take another couple of years to complete. Oh boy.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
Lilacs begin
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Views of a white cedar
There is a wonderful old white cedar tree in Avalon Preserve. A tiny park has been created around it with grass and boulders to sit on. Good spot for meditation.
A red cedar (Sancho Panza) keeps it company.
No other white cedars are found in the whole Preserve. Was this tree trucked in and planted or is it a relic of the 18th century, a boundary marker? I'm inclined to think the latter. It is a treasure either way.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Not possible
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Census Day
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