Fresh Pond Reservation

15 degrees, very windy--and cold! A snowplow passed me three times. Robin at post 229, then again at 129, although it may have been the same Robin, but it seemed fatter. Then, at post 648, a whole flock of Robins, perhaps a dozen or more. I speak briefly with a workman who has just finished helping put the derailed train back on its tracks. Apparently the track is used for the delivery of something, maybe corn syrup, to some business down the track, maybe in Cambridge. Its the first train I've seen there in years. Near the end of the walk a mostly black, Husky/mongrel like dog runs down one of the paths from Huron Avenue and proceeds around the pond, perhaps taking itself for a walk. There's no humans around. I passed maybe a half a dozen people. No companions today as Cassady still has a hurting paw, and Eric had to work today. Damn you, contingencies of life!


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