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Salem Witch Trials Memorial (Salem, MA)

In the midst of half drunk college pranksters, families on day trips, tourists dressed in their Halloween costume of choice and an assortment of other revelers stands a somber memorial to the victims of the Salem witch trials.

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Directly across from shops that hawk kitschy tourists souvenirs and “haunted houses” designed to spook people of all ages, is a memorial that commemorates a dark part of American history.  Without this dark time, there would be no kitschy souvenirs or haunted houses.

Dedicated in 1992, the Salem Witch Trials TerCentenary, the Salem Witch Trials Memorial, pays tribute to the 20 victims of the hysteria.

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Twenty benches, representing each of the 20 victims, stretch out from the stone wall.  Each bench or slab has each victim etched into it with the date of their death.  Often times, people will leave stones, coins, flowers, notes and other little gifts or mementos behind.
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At the entrance on the ground are snippets of the quotes from some of the victims just before their deaths.

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Of course, trials has a double meaning and it is a fitting use of the term.

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Lizzie Borden Bed And Breakfast/Museum (Fall River, MA)

At first glance, it would seem to be any quaint, rustic bed and breakfast (or as we are prone to say in New England, “b&b”).  But, the Lizzie Borden Bed And Breakfast/Museum is no ordinary bed and breakfast.

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If only this seemingly ordinary inn could tell stories.  The bed and breakfast has been converted to an inn (stay at your own risk) and tours are offered for a paltry $18.  The hour long tour includes a history of the house, the denizens (which of course Lizzie Borden was one) and other trivia about the building and people associated with the house.

Of course, Lizzie is the main person of interest.

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For those who either lived under a rock for the past 120 years or aren’t a maladjusted historian who is fascinated with the morbid, Lizzie was the main suspect in the murders of her mother and father.  She was acquitted after the jury deliberated for an hour.  To this day, people are divided over whether she did commit these murders (she did).  The real life story plays out like an Agatha Christie mystery.

The house is three floors with 8 rooms.  The furniture is not the exact furniture from the house because the Borden sisters had to store their furniture and while the furniture was in storage the furniture was destroyed by water and fire damage.  Replicas of the furniture of that era are furnished throughout the house.  They also seem to want to keep the house as close to the original style as possible.  We also had a large tour group which made the rooms seem even more cramped and the lighting was dim.  That is not a ghost but rather the photographer’s reflection in the mirror.

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The staircases are narrow but fun to photograph.

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The bedrooms are basic with the bare necessities (you won’t find any flat screen tv’s or hot tubs there).  But, they are refreshing for the weary traveler who just wants to unplug and relax.

This is the room where Abby Borden was murdered.  Walking in the room can’t help but give you the willies.

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This is where Andrew Borden’s (Lizzie’s father) body was found.  I swear I had my camera trained on the entire sitting couch (I’d sooner blame in on Nikon than the photographer or any spirits, though)

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If you are considering a stay at the Lizzie Borden bed and breakfast, just remember that while it is cute and rustic, well keep in mind that it is rustic.

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Is that Lizzie in the window?

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The inn also has a number of photos of the key players of the Borden case and the family hanging on the wall.  There is also the dress Elizabeth Montgomery wore when she depicted Lizzie Borden in the made for tv version of the murder and trial.  There are also artifacts hung on the walls that were found on the property that were discovered during recent renovations.

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I had some time to waste before the tour, so I stopped by Lizzie’s (or Lizbeth’s) final resting place.  Lizzie is buried in Oak Grove Cemetery in Fall River, Mass.  She is buried next to her sister, Emma.  People regularly leave little mementos from flowers to rocks and even coins and other keepsakes on her gravestone, especially this time of year (even though the murders occurred in August and not around Halloween) .

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Rebecca Nurse Homestead (Danvers, MA)

As I mentioned in an earlier blog, not all of the accused witches from the Salem witch hysteria came from Salem, Massachusetts.  In a quaint, unassuming town once known as Salem Village (now Danvers, Massachusetts), a number of people were accused of “consorting with the devil.”  One of the denizens of Danvers who was accused of such transgressions was Rebecca Nurse.  The Rebecca Nurse Homestead in Danvers keeps Rebecca’s memory and the memory of all the victim’s of the hysteria alive.

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The main living quarters has been renovated and maintained through the years but it still keeps the basic feel of what living in that era was like.

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The early settlers planted most of their crops in their yard.  The staff at the Homestead continue growing these crops such as mugwort, sage and chamomile.

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Pictured below is the front of the house.  The front part of the house is what we might consider “the back” because the settlers always wanted their houses to face the south.

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The accommodations are what a modern day realtor might call “cozy”.

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They were “spinning” before it was cool.

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There is also a meeting house, shoemaker shed and wood shed that still have a very rustic feel to them.

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The Homestead also keeps their grounds well maintained.

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According to legend, after being hanged, Rebecca Nurse was buried in a shallow unmarked grave because people convicted of witchcraft were not considered worthy of a Christian burial.  Her family dug her up and buried her at the Nurse Homestead and they erected a memorial in her honor.

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George Jacobs, another victim of the witch hysteria, is also buried at the Nurse Homestead.

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Rebecca’s great grandson, Francis Nurse, resided st the homestead until he joined the Massachusetts Militia during the Revolutionary War.  He is know interred at the Rebecca Nurse Homestead.

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There are also a number of other monuments and graves in the Nurse gravesite

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There is also a variety of wildlife on the Nurse Homestead grounds.  I ran into these turkeys during my visit.

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And I met a bear.  Well, sort of.  One of the workers was dog sitting and he brought his Golden Lab, Bear with him to the homestead.  Bear likes to play catch.

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Witch Trial Memorial (Danvers, MA)

When most people think of the witch hysteria that gripped the New England colonies in 1692 and 1693, they are likely to think it began and took place exclusively in Salem.  However, although they are known as the Salem Witch Trials and Salem largely takes the infamy of the witch hunt, Salem does not hold that infamous title.

Salem Village, now known as Danvers, has the infamous distinction of being the beginning of the Salem witch hysteria.  It is here in Danvers, Massachusetts, where a somber memorial stands as a constant reminder to remember this past and to never let something like this happen again.

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Erected in May, 1992, the monuments lists the 20 people who were executed during the witch trials.

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Each slab lists a quote of innocence from each victim.

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The rays spilling in from the top of the memorial was a nice touch.

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Some of the more poignant quotes listed on the wall are:

“Well!  burn me or hang me.  I will stand in the truth of Christ…” – George Jacobs, Sr

“Amen. Amen.  A false tongue will never make a guilty person.” – Susannah Martin

The memorial also has a sculpture of “The Book Of Life” on top of a table that has a tribute etched in the base.

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Attached to each side of the book are chains.  Stark reminders of the pain they endured.

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Someone left a flower at the memorial, a common occurrence at this memorial, particularly during this time of the year.

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The memorial site has many pretty views to photograph from a variety of angles and the foliage added a nice touch.  The foliage gave a serene feeling in contrast to the moving memorial.

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In front of the memorial, there is monument that lists the generous donors who made the memorial possible.  You may notice the red door on the house in the background.  This is not unusual for the area.  The houses in Danvers and the surrounding area were beautiful in their understated uniqueness and pretty yet rustic nature.

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A sign, inconspicuously posted by the side of the road explains the origins and history of the site and surrounding area as well as the meaning behind the memorial.

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Ames Nowell State Park (Abington, MA)

Given the less than ideal  weather today (gloomy, overcast sky with nagging showers), I decided to visit a “basic” park close to home.  Just about 30 minutes south of Boston, Ames Nowell State Park seemed like the perfect place for an uneventful, short jaunt.  I was soon to be proven wrong. DSC_0314 Ames Nowell is named after, you guessed it, Ames Nowell, the grandson of the 35th governor of Massachusetts.  Ames Nowell purchased the land during the the Great Depression when the previous land owner could not afford the taxes for the land. One of the more usually mundane aspects of the park that is usually taken for granite (sorry) is the stones and rocks that are strewn about the park.  They seem to be lined and piled in designs and formations.  In fact, the entire park seems to be set up with design and aesthetics, perfect for a photographer. DSC_0615   DSC_0628 DSC_0443 DSC_0416  DSC_0493  DSC_0648 Ames Nowell is a 7,000 acre state park with roughly 10 miles of trails (I didn’t walk quite that much but it felt close to that) that encircles the vast Cleveland Pond.  Although I didn’t walk the entire trail,  I was able to capture quite a few birds during my hike like this goose, for instance. DSC_0556      DSC_0550 Suddenly, I heard a honking noise.  It was momma duck calling and waiting patiently for her (rather large) goslin (no, not that Goslin). DSC_0557 There was also this duck who showed me some flying skills     DSC_0451 DSC_0449  DSC_0461 DSC_0462 There were dogs a plenty at Ames Nowell. I ran into Griffey DSC_0357 I met Rusty DSC_0319 and Marcus (Marcus is the dog, not the man) DSC_0724 Flowers and various plant life is also aplenty in the park.  Daisies and lilies among other plants thrive in the park DSC_0616DSC_0540      DSC_0322 DSC_0378   DSC_0385 DSC_0370  DSC_0580 Being that it was a windy day, the water on the pond created some captivating ripples.   DSC_0506      DSC_0474      DSC_0399 DSC_0414 Ducks, geese, swans and dogs weren’t the only creatures I found at Ames Nowell.  I spotted this blue dragonfly buzzing among the trees and plants. DSC_0722 Ames also has a number of wooden bridges and walkways over the marshy and rougher terrain.  This particular bridge had a brook running under it. DSC_0633   DSC_0716  DSC_0705

Finally, as I was about to leave for the day, I saw this family of geese being fed by a little girl

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Then, they made their way to me, perhaps looking for dessert.

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Cutler Park (Needham, MA)

If you think all state parks are the same, with all the standard fare, you’ve obviously never been to Cutler Park.

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Named for the State legislator, Leslie B. Cutler, who helped the Department of Conservation and Recreation of Massachusetts acquire the land, Cutler Park is majestic in its beauty.

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You are sure to find something to like about Cutler Park.

Whether it is the rolling hills,

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Transparent water

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Or abundant wildlife, such as these robins, chipmunks, moths and even canines…you won’t regret the time you spend there.

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Master of camouflage.  Can you spot him?

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Ever the comedian, Layla stuck her tongue out when I took her photo

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Ladybug was wet from her swim in Cutler Pond.

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Bodi was a good subject.  Too bad I had my telephoto lens on.

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Bella decided to cool off while I took her photo

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England gave me a big smile when I shot her photo

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The 600 acre Cutler Park also boasts an array of colorful plants and flowers.  Such as cat tails, chrysanthemums and loose strife just to name a few.

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Cutler Park’s trails vary from dirt trails, makeshift narrow rocky trails and wood bridges over the marshy land.  The tall trees provide good shade and shelter from the elements.  It’s easy to get off the beaten path, literally.  But, be cognizant of where you are, Cutler Park is a huge park and one could easily find oneself lost or turned around.  Not that I would be speaking from experience or anything.

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One thing I noticed that I had not remember seeing before was the clouds reflecting on the shimmering waters of Cutler Park.

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Kayakers are prevalent at Cutler Park

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People weren’t the only ones having fun in the water.  Ducks were dunking and Roscoe was fetching.

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Also, off the beaten path you can find a tunnel, presumably once used when the state park was used as a water supplier.  Now, it carries graffiti and memories.  If tunnels could tell stories.

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A rickety staircase leads to some rail road tracks. Weirdly, the MBTA’s Commuter Rail runs through Cutler Park.  Granted, it is off the main paths, but it still out of place.  At least some people have a pretty view on their way home.

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As inviting as public transportation can be, I decided to drive to Cutler Park.  But, whether it is by plane, train or automobile, you should visit as well.


Witch City (Salem, MA)

When people think of Salem (MA), they often conjure thoughts of the witch hysteria, ghosts or a litany of other things that may go bump in the night.  But, this isn’t fair nor accurate. No, Salem is more than “haunted houses” and stores that sell kitschy souvenirs. Nor is it only fun to visit during the Halloween season. Still, it did feel a little odd wandering around Salem without a Fall chill in the air or leaves crunching beneath my feet.  But, it wasn’t any less fun.

Salem, being an important port for trade in early colonial days, is rich with tradition and history.  One of the main ports of trade is at Pickering Wharf in Salem Harbor.

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Anchored in the wharf is The Friendship.  The Friendship is a reconstruction of a 1700’s trading ship.  Tours are available, except today as they were renovating the ship.

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Stately, rustic buildings dot the coast line. The ornate building with the dome atop it is the Custom House.  It is sandwiched in between the Salem Maritime National Historic Site (to the left) and the Simon Forrester House.

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There is also a lighthouse located at the end of the pier.

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Ducks and other birds frequent the harbor.

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Pickering Wharf has a variety of restaurants where you can enjoy fish, lobster and, well, fish.  It is also a hub for tour groups (whose favorite past time seems to be getting into my photos) and the occasional dog walker.  I found this dog who is all black, except for her front left paw.  DSC_0467

I could spend all day at Pickering Wharf.  But, in the interest of time, I began my journey to some of the other attractions in Salem.  The best part of visiting Salem is noticing the attractions and sites while you’re walking to each destination.

There was this house that caught my eye.

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There was this display outside the Salem Witch Museum.

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Irzyk Park, named after Brigadier General Albin F. Irzyk, has this retired Army tank in the park.

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I also bumped into Aida

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As well as Simba and Jasmin

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Eventually, I found my way to Winter Island.

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Winter Island is a hidden jewel within the outskirts of Salem.  A mile from the downtown Salem area, it is used as a RV/trailer park as well as a place to launch boats and hold functions.  I walked the mile to Winter Island from downtown Salem. It is pretty much a straight walk or drive from tge downtown area.  But, if you choose to drive. there is ample parking outside of Winter Island.  There are an array of flowers and a pond (more like a reservoir) with a power plant adjacent which gives a nice touch.  Geese and ducks are abundant there.

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There is also a beach and an area for bird watching on Winter Island (it’s not really an “island” (it is more like a peninsula) but I will let it slide.  It was the beach, Waikiki Beach, that was most impressive.  Rocks are scattered along the beach and make shift trails on the hills behind the beach offer private views of the beach.  Since it was low tide, I was able to walk along the rocks for better views of the harbor.  A lighthouse gives a nice touch and birds and flowers are abundant.

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A closeup of one of the many flowers on Waikiki Beach.

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A bee pollinating.

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The rocks at Waikiki Beach give the beach a unique landscape and offer a chance to get better views.  It also attracts a variety of bird life.

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There is also an area for bird watching at Winter Island.  Although they are easily scared away, I did capture these images of a Robin and a Red Winged Black Bird.

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There is also an old ammunition bunker in the bird watching area at Fort Pickering on Winter Island.

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It’s a shame that Salem is only remembered for the more commercial aspects and urban legends.  It isn’t all about being scared in Salem.  In fact, this is the scariest thing I saw all day.

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Of course, no visit to Salem would be complete without a photo of Roger Conant, the founder of Salem, and a visit to the World War II Memorial at Salem Commons.

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You can keep yourself quite busy just visiting the parks, beaches and assortment of other attractions in Salem all year round, not just during Halloween.  But, of course, I’ll be back in October anyways.


Pompey (Portsmouth, NH)

“The Granite State”, “God’s Country”, “The Mother of Rivers” and “The Live Free State” are just a few of the nicknames associated with New Hampshire and for good reason.  The lazy, slow paced lifestyle mixed with postcard views, New Hampshire is the ideal place to visit.  The only question is which part to visit first.  For me, it was an easy answer.  Portsmouth (whose motto is “Heaven’s Light Our Guide”).  Hands down.

One of my favorite areas to visit, Portsmouth, New Hampshire has always incorporated just the right amount of quaint, sleepy town with a modern, new city feel.  Yet recently, it has felt like perhaps it is incorporating too much modern feel.  Previously unscathed land is littered with cranes, earth moving tools and other construction equipment, even to the point of marring otherwise perfect landscapes. This is not your parent’s Portsmouth.  That being said, Portsmouth still has a plethora of attractions and sites to keep you busy all weekend.

While it is not exactly clear how Portsmouth got the nickname “Pompey”,  some of the leading theories include that it is the nickname of the football club in Portsmouth and a variety of theories based on legend and tales.

The scenic drive, mainly on Routes 1, 93 and 95, was a breeze coming from Boston.  Just watch out for the Exit 3 to Portsmouth.  It comes up pretty quick after the fork in the road on 95 . And, of course, there are the not so inconspicuous state troopers lying in wait.  The driving only gets tricky when you get to Portsmouth.  It’s an old town so there are lots of one way streets, narrow roads and the parking can be sparse if you don’t get there early.  The good thing is everything is within walking distance and, if you luck out, there is free parking at the parks.  Parking enforcement workers were prevalent throughout.

I began my trek at Prescott Park, the main hub for entertainment as it is the venue for the summer arts and festivals for the area.  Prescott Park offers benches, well kept grass, flowers, monuments and scenic views of the Piscataqua River.  When you first approach Prescott park, you will be greeted by a monument, a common theme in Portsmouth.  An over sized anchor dedicated to Billy Juse who, with Tim Nordeen, died working on the Deer Island Sewage plant stands near the center of the park.  This is one of the appealing things about Portsmouth.  The town has strong ties to their past and they remember those they have lost.  They don’t forget.

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Prescott Park also has a vivid array of flowers.  Petunias, “Black Eyed Susans”, Saxifraga and “Goldliocks” are just a few of the flowers you will find here.

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DSC_0366Prescott Park also has a water fountain dedicated to Ensign Charles Hovey.  Envoy was a Naval Academy graduate who was commanding a detachment of men when his men and he was ambushed, leaving Hovey mortally wounded.  I’ve always wondered why some receive honors and others dies in anonymity,  Not to question Hovey’s and his men’s bravery, yet so many, even from the Portsmouth area, have lived, fought and died courageously with little, if any, appreciation.

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It being a seasonable New Hampshire day, with low humidity with a cool breeze, I decided to continue on my walk all the way to the center of town, aptly named Portsmouth Center.  Portsmouth Center is only about a half a mile walk from Prescott park.  But, along the way, there were many attractions and sites to detour you.  There was the City of Portsmouth Fire Department’s memorial, Vigilance.   The two sided monument is dedicated to all of the firefighters who risk their lives protecting others.

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As impressive as the monument is, some visitors were more interested in the water flowing in the monument.  Well, it was a warm day and Lulu and Seka couldn’t resist the watery goodness.

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Further along my jaunt, the Praying Hands sculpture at Temple Israel caught my eye.

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The “crown jewel of Portsmouth”, Pierce Island is another must see section of Portsmouth.  Who wouldn’t want to live on that island?  The photo below is only one of the gems of the area.

DSC_0478Pierce Island is also host to Four Tree Island (or Three Tree Island, Five Tree Island – maybe they had a hard time counting all the trees).  A peninsula shaped picnic area, Four Tree Island has a wide variety of bird life and other types of critters.  I was lucky enough to run into this guy.  Woodchucks like this are common to the area and generally aren’t very dangerous.  And, no, I don’t know how much wood he would chuck.

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There is also a diverse group of bird life on Four Tree Island.  I caught this bird in flight.

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There were also a few ducks floating out there as well.

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A remnant of the past, a fishing trap lies on some rocks.

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Two comorants huddle on a rock.

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Portsmouth is a dog-friendly town.  Everywhere you go you are sure to see someone walking their pooch and seemingly ever other vehicle has a canine passenger, their head excitedly thrust out the open window.  There are also many parks, some hotels (provided they meet certain height and weight limits) and parks that allow dogs such as, South Mill Pond.  Not only are there pretty flowers and scenic views (it must be especially pretty during sunrises and sunsets), there are also ducks for Fido to play with.

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One thing Portsmouth does not lack is memorials and monuments. One of these memorials is called, fittingly enough,Memorial Park.  Memorial Park is a fairly new addition to the monuments in Portsmouth, having been constructed in 2013.  A tribute to all of the veterans who have served, the Memorial Park  The bricks on the ground surrounding the memorial have the names of veterans and others who have passed away.  “Honor”, “protect” and “remember” are emblazoned on the stones in the  from the original Memorial Bridge which are stacked in the middle of the memorial.  Flags were at half staff in tribute to the victims of the Texas floods.

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Another memorial is the New Hampshire Commercial Fishermen’s Memorial on Pierce Island that remembers all of the men and women who have been lost fishing the waters of New Hampshire.  The monument, which was dedicated in 1987, states “In Memory Of Those Who Fished And Were Called Away.  With Prayers For Those Who Fish Today.”   It’s hard not to think, even briefly, of how much the area has changed.  A once vibrant fishing community has now evolved into a modern economy.  Like many seaport towns in New England, the fishing industry has dries up for many people and the modern era of commerce has prevailed.  Although you will see the occasional palm reading den and mom and pop shop, office buildings, financial institutions, bars and construction companies now chiefly make up the economy.

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And, in Portsmouth Center, you will find another fountain.  This one is dedicated to former Portsmouth Mayor McEachern Keenan,

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New Hampshire, the Portsmouth area particularly, being a historically important area, has many historical houses and museums that are open to the public.  In the interest of time I was unable to view them, except from the exterior.  Posted below is the Governor John Langdon’s House.  Langdon was, among other things, the second Governor of New Hampshire.

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I’m not sure the frog is an original part of the Langdon’s estate.

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There are many other attractions I didn’t have the time for such as The Portsmouth naval Shipyard Museum  The Isles Of Shoals Tours and The Strawberry Banke Museum.

Despite the congestion and having too much to do to fit into one day trip, the hardest decision I had to make for this trip was to leave.


Blue Hills Reservation (Milton, MA)

Blue Hills, Milton, MA

Parking: Limited

Trails: Easy to moderate

Views: Boston skyline, surrounding areas (Braintree, Quincy, Randolph and Dedham to name a few)

Overall Beauty/Appearance : Below Average/Average

Fee: Free

Blue Hills Reservation Website

Blue Hills is one of the more visited parks in the South Shore region (south of Boston).  It is precisely this reason that it is often taken for granted.  So, when I decided to start this blog, I couldn’t resist starting with this old standby.

Nestled in the “main entrance” (the actual entrances are off Granite Street or Hillside Street depending on the direction you’re coming from) is a picnic area.  A structure in disrepair stands in front the Chickatawbut Observation Tower. 

Unless you’re visiting during off peak seasons, you’ll be hard pressed to find a designated parking spot at Blue Hills on a weekend day before noon.  Parking is allowed in obvious spaces on the side of the road so long as other cars can pass.  “Obvious” does often leave a little to the imagination, however.

As you may already know, Blue Hills is a pet friendly, well dog friendly, park.  You’ll find many dogs on the trails and paths, some unleashed (although they’re supposed to be leashed).  But, most dogs behaved themselves.  I even  I made a friend, Bailey.  Not sure what the guy’s name is, though.

There are an array of bird life and other critters at Blue Hills.  Birds of all stripes fly overhead.  If you’re lucky you might even shoot one during your travels.  I was lucky enough to spot this robin.

Apparently, it’s also an ideal place for a party.  Who knew?  Although this party doesn’t seem to have gone off very well.  Yes that is cake and a stogie, mmmmm.

The views are decent, although trees and branches can obstruct an otherwise good photo opportunity.  In fact, one of the best views is right in the parking lot.  The main parking area and picnic area provides the backdrop for an unfettered view of the Boston skyline.  The sky, being overcast, didn’t offer the best shot but on a sunny day or during sunrise and sunset, the view is much more pretty.

While the DRC does a good job trying to stay on the upkeep and volunteers do help out with the upkeep, there were  few areas with graffiti and litter.  But, overall it is fairly clean.

The main trails are  well defined and safe to walk on but then you come across something like this.

While still passable, it may be better for some people to stick to the “beaten path.”  But, the treacherous paths are worth traversing to see the views of Boston.

 Houghton’s Pond is also within walking distance from the main parking area of Blue Hills.  It’s not uncommon to see people fishing and engaging in other activities.  The water attracts a variety of birds who stop by for a quick dunk or to wet their beaks.

I was unable to visit the weather observation center at Blue Hills.  But, it is a popular attraction.  I will have to make time for it next time.

In closing, during my visit at Blue Hills, I noticed how the most innocuous things in our lives can leave an impact on us.  Such was the case when I came upon this.

Who is D.M.?  Who is E.S?   Are they still together?  How many other couples have etched their initials into other trees?  So many people pass through these reservations.  It makes you feel a connection to other people and to nature, if only for that fleeting moment.