This pleasant, mild winter continues. This the first year that the Kayaks haven’t been put away for the season by now and I would have been out today except for the winds which were 25mph on the coast. So I thought I’d take a drive and record this, the Winter of ’12. In short sleeve shirt, zippered vest and my Country Gentleman felt hat.
The Fore River between Weymouth and Braintree, a narrow channel packed with boats in the summer, today belongs to the geese. The banks are packed now with summers yachts, the ones to large to fit in their owners driveways and back yards.
Whitmans Pond, on February eve, almost completely ice free. 
Now whats with this crazy goose? As I watched he (or she, for all I know) would roll onto its back and briefly but furiously kick its legs in the air, then roll back over.
Is this how geese sneeze?
I drove over to Bare Cove Park in Hingham, walked through the woods and along the waters edge. This entire park was acquired from the Federal Government, which in WWII built staggering numbers of landing craft here. The entire cove would be, at times, covered with completed landing craft waiting to be shipped to theaters of war all over the globe. The area is called Bare Cove because at low tide nothing but a trace of open water remains. If it wasn’t for the mud, two or three feet thick, you could walk across.
On the North River 