Walden Pond

Yesterday, in celebration of Austin’s birthday, we took our first real family outing together. We rented a zipcar (a boxy Scion) and drove about 20 minutes north to Walden Pond.

After having lunch in the quaint little town of Concord, MA, we took a walk part of the way around Walden Pond to the original site of Henry David Thoreau’s cabin. Samuel seemed to enjoy being out in the woods (at least when he was awake). The path was a little rough for a stroller, but we had forgotten to bring the front carrier, so Austin just lifted the stroller over the worst parts.

It was wonderful to get some real fresh air. I love living in the city, but I go through serious nature withdrawal if I can’t get out like this once in awhile. :-)

Family Outing Concord Walden Pond State Reservation Replica of Thoreau's Cabin (Exterior) Replica of Thoreau's Cabin (Interior) Snoozing Away Daddy-Powered Transportation Reflections on Walden Original Site To The Woods Henry David Who? Sweetheart Forest Floor Mushroom Bark Canopy Wildlife? Fungi Natural Still Life

3 Comments

  1. Posted July 1, 2006 at 2:40 pm | Permalink

    You have a good eye for photographic composition, Lita. And the bug-like Sam reminds me of Austin at that age.

  2. Posted July 1, 2006 at 5:47 pm | Permalink

    There’s something about his eyes that looks just like Austin. And he makes certain movements with his eyebrows and forehead just the way his Daddy does, too. Over the last three weeks he has become much more alert and expressive. I’m still waiting for that first real smile, though (besides the little “gas grins” and “sleeping smiles”). :-)

  3. Mom
    Posted July 3, 2006 at 1:17 pm | Permalink

    Enjoyed your photos of Walden, especially the closeups of the natural life. The closeups of Sam are more special, and I think the look on his face suggests he was stimulated by his experience in the outdoors as well. Just consider his seeing the trees and hearing the outdoor sounds and trying to assimilate them. Dad and I imagine babies’ brains going into overload with the continually new sights and sounds.

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