Walden Pond has always has a special place in my heart. I’ve been going to swim here since I was about 10 years old. My family lives in Chelmsford so it was a 30-40 minute drive down but that didn’t really matter on a hot sunny day when you knew you were about to swim.
Walden Pond is very quiet on a February weekend. No one is around except for a couple runners and dog walkers. The water is still with no wind moving the trees. Brown ducks swims close to the shore trying to find some food. The water is clear, I can see the brown rocks lying on the bottom. Most of the leaves have fallen on the ground and surprisingly not much has gotten in the water. I hear the train pass by in the distance as the tracks are just a hundred feet away. It’s peaceful. The water appeared very cold when I sunk my hand in it but not to the point that it was frozen. You can see a couple dark brown/grayish sticks that are barely sticking out of the water close to the shore that we would usually remove in the summer time if they got in the way.
Usually in the summer time, you would see chipmunks running across the tracks where you were walking to find the perfect swimming spot. Today that isn't the case. The little brown creatures were no where to be found. The air smelled fresh and crispy as it was raining the day before. Leaves had tiny droplets of water running down the stems when you looked really closely. Surprisingly they were as green as could be.
Walking down this train had never made me forget the great memories at Walden Pond. It always brings new adventures and new things to see when you observe closely. Nature is everywhere the key part is to remember to open your eyes and don't let the world flash by you.
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