In the spring, we'd wander through the woods searching for all the different kinds of wildflowers - white and red trilliums, Dutchman's britches, Jack-in-the-pulpits, and sweet peas to name a few. It was always an adventure. We never knew what we'd find. One year, Mom and I found a wildflower we couldn't name. We hunted for hours in the library trying to find what it was. It was a small, round ball that opened on one end showing a purple, velvet-like interior with stamens. It was like a magical world unto itself.
In the summers, all the cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents would have picnics almost every weekend at the pond. We ate blackberries, raspberries, and goose berries 'til we were sick. When it was warm enough we'd swim and play on the rumpus raft. We'd also fish. Grandpa had the pond stocked with bluegill, perch, and catfish. We'd have a fish fry over the camp fire!
|The edge of the woods on the way|
back to the pond. The giant oak
was always one of my favorite trees,
although it wasn't quite
that mighty when I was younger.
In the winter, we'd get a treat with the maple syrup. Grandma would make a candy by pouring the syrup over fresh snow! Delicious!! Back at the pond, when the ice was thick enough, we'd ice skate. We'd have a bonfire to keep warm. One year, my cousin got to close to the fire and actually caught the toe of her skates on fire! They became my skates the next year! Hand-me-downs!
I have so many fun memories of these woods. It was nice to walk through them today!
|This is the view of the pond we'd see when first coming upon it.|
It is so beautiful today! The water was so still
that the reflections are almost perfect.
|A view of the pond looking north. To the left of the tree in the|
foreground, was a small walkway where the rumpus raft
was tied. After getting on, we'd pole out to the middle
to play and swim.
|Fungus and moss on a fallen log.|