The Laurel Marsh Trail, Manchester

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.

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.

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.   

This tree fort seemed so out of place with no homes nearby.