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| Nana always sets a beautiful table - click image for larger view |
Our breakfast today was with family to celebrate Easter, right here at home. Our daughter, her husband and our two wonderful grandkids came over just after 10 this morning and the festivities began with snacks and a hunt in the house for baskets. Grace was so excited and I think that even Ben felt some excitement when the search for baskets began, but he had the role to play, that of the wiser, big brother, and he did it well. Soon after, we all headed out to the back yard to search for the eggs that the Bunny had left. We all had a good time. I cooked home fries, eggs, bacon and Nana put kielbasa on the stove. After saying grace, the Polish tradition of cracking eggs began. The way this works is you take your egg and bash it against your neighbor's egg and see which survives...after going all around the table there is always one egg with at lease one end intact, and that person receives good luck for the year (or so the tradition goes). Breakfast was great fun with lively entertainment and we even had a raw egg slipped into the competition. Once it was announced that dishes were to be washed, our company slipped out and Nana and I were up to our elbows in suds and dish towels and everything was back to normal in about an hour's time... and we had time for a good walk still left in the day.
We found a place right here in East Providence to walk, around Turner's Pond, a reservoir just a few miles from home. The walk is a relative flat walk and is about three and a half miles long. and it seemed like a good walk to try. We parked in the lot on Pleasant street and set off along the wooded trail where we soon came to the dam and met up with one of Ben's classmates who was also enjoying the outdoors on Easter afternoon.
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| Nana on the east side of the dam |
We hiked along the water's edge and our son in San Francisco called and we chatted as we walked along. On the East side of the pond there are a great many trees down, across the path. It is amazing just how much it feels that you are in 'the wild' yet you can hear cars on the nearby road and houses are visible from time to time. The weather is beautiful today with temperatures in the mid fifties and little wind. and clear beautiful blue sky. A great day for a walk in the woods...but then the woods ended and we found ourselves walking along the road. I would guess we were on the road for about a half mile before we came to and crossed the bridge and made our way back down the path on the West side of the pond. Here the path butts right up against backyards of some rather impressive houses and we traveled an area that was littered with what I dubbed 'stumble roots' which made walking miserable.
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| Stumble roots |
But like I said this was only for about a quarter of a mile or so. We both said that it is easier to walk on rocks than these roots, and Nana had a good stumble and thanked her lucky stars that she walks with a hiking stick. Soon we were walking back on a grassy area and the dam was insight again.
The walk was drawing to an end but we have had a great walk today even if it was short and flat, it was a good time spent in conversation and enjoying the out of doors, and the bonus that we were just a stone's throw from our door a - there are times when you have to take your adventures as they come, and even the tiny adventures are fulfilling. So we ended up just about at the point where we started except on the other side of the dam.
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| Yes this is East Providence |
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| Nana talking with Jason |
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| Back at the dam, but on the West side now. |
We made our way to the trail end back on Pleasant street, crossed the bridge back to our parking area and checked our electronics.. Mine said the we had walked 4.5 miles. I was impressed, but then it changed it's mind and downgraded the miles to 3.5 -- this app sometimes confounds me as it can't seem to make up it's mind, and is always in conflict with Nana's app. Back at home we sat in the back yard, Nana with a healing glass of wine and me with my knife carving out another walking stick.
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