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To the right, is a boardwalk across the marsh. |
On Wednesday, I'm going to the
National Science Teacher's Association Conference at the Boston Convention and Exhibit Center. I was surprised and delighted that I would be allowed to sit in on the
Professional Development Institute about the Next Generation Science Standards! After the conference, I plan to stop in Randolph MA to hear Carla Killough McClafferty speak about using fiction techniques to write nonfiction. It's going to be a long day.
I'm working very hard trying to get two things ready for a critique mailing tomorrow, so I'm going to relish an out-of-state break.
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I thought the trail ended here, but it veered left in front of this sign. | | | | |
As the snow was melting, I thought I'd squeeze in one more snowshoe adventure. The
Laurel Marsh Trail was a challenge on snowshoes. The trail goes under the highway four times and the snow turns to gravel beneath those bridges. I didn't want to keep taking my showshoes on and off, so I tried to tiptoe across the gravel and surely wore down and scraped up my footwear.
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The pines make a great blind to observe marsh wildlife. |
The boardwalk goes right into the marsh, which makes it a great place to observe birds and wildlife. However, both times on the trail, I left thinking it needed to be marked better. When I saw the orange no admittance sign, I had to stop a car and ask the driver where the trail went. I want to go back some time during the spring to walk the boardwalks, listen to the birds and absorb nature without snowshoes on my feet.
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This tree fort seemed so out of place with no homes nearby. |