
A lovely day for a walk ... and so out to the old family stomping ground of Concord, and to the Great Meadows National Wildlife Refuge. Not a tremendously solitary experience: dozens of avid birdwatchers, lugging heavy binoculars or cameras on large tripods. (And the roar of jets from the Hanscom Field Air Base? Field?) But a beautiful day, toads croaking, redwing blackbirds making their distinctive cronk-a-dee sounds, geese honking and a few finches chirping.

Spring is on its way! A warm day, and trees at Concord's Great Meadows are nearly in bud!

Una at Looe. Never mind that it's quite cold, she's got two of her favourite things: ice cream and a bag from a charity shop!

Peter and Una enjoy a nice day out on Bodmin Moor ... to the ancient stone circle known as The Hurlers.
It's been a long, wet, cold winter. The ground is sodden, the visibility poor. Peter, now used to travels in Africa, is not all that happy with the weather. Una, on the other hand, seems not too fazed.

February 12, 2006 ... and that's the State House dome gleaming through the trees.

The wee street where we now live. Red brick houses (and sidewalks), gaslights, and snow.