Opening day for fishing

After the state stocked the pond with trout, it was closed to fishing for the following week as is the normal custom. During the closure period, I informed four fishermen that what they were doing was illegal, and all of them were apologenic and claimed to be unaware they were wrong. It was nice to see many knowledgable and law-abiding fishermen out on Saturday when the pond reopened.

Great Blue Heron visits the pond

A few weeks ago:

One of my walking partners

Copley is my friend Stan's granddoggy and frequently accompanies the two of us on our morning walks. Named for Copley Square in Boston, he is a mixed breed and one of the nicest dogs I've ever met.

March is a dreary month

Or at least it usually seems that way to me. Yes, the subtle signs of spring are encouraging, but the persistance of winter negates that optimism. While the bareness of the winter landscapes can be attractive, by March it seems merely barren. Just the same, I took some photos of my familiar territory, the pond in the nearby park: