Autumn walks Oh the glories of Autumn as we shiver our way into winter. It’s cold. Not as cold as it will be, but cold enough. I can feel the cold seeping through my sweat pants. Why do we call… Read More ›
FARMS ALONG THE BLACKSTONE My favorite walk is along the big farms by the Blackstone River. We chat with the cows and horses and the chicken are always ready for a chat!
DOWNTOWN – A WALK ON THE WILD SIDE I think calling downtown Boston a walk on the wild side is a bit of an overstatement, but it sounded good — so I used it.
Walking on the Beach On the beach before dawn, watching the sun come up. It’s just me, the gulls, plovers and terns — and 10 million mosquitos. Hungry mosquitos. To whom I appeared to be a warm walking breakfast.