Blocks of stone foundation of the former railroad bridge on the community trail have become a kaleidoscope of youthful messages for those who dare venture under the span.
Here’s a little more context.
This sculpture in the children’s museum playground pays tribute to a small, distinctive New England migratory fish also known as a river herring … one that’s quite tasty, so I’m told.
I smile every time I see this. Usually it’s covered with kiddies. Just look at those lips.
Actually, I bought two two-pound lobsters from the truck at the side of the road. We chilled one, which you see here, served on fresh lettuce with a side of daikon radish. (Photo by Rachel A. Williams)
If you’re going for taste over looks, the heirloom Goldie is as heavenly as it gets in a tomato. I prefer mine in a sandwich lathered in mayo and Old Bay seasoning, skipping the bacon and lettuce. One slice is the width of the bread. It’s worth waiting all year for these to kick in.