A trip home
My dad died recently. Not much to say about that at the moment, but I have been spending some extra time with my mom in Boston.
The nature of being home has changed, the time spent with my mom and other family members is different. I usually drive to Boston, but this time I took the train. My thoughts are feeling very scattered and it has made driving hard.
I’d never been on this train route during the day, and my perspective on Connecticut has been changed for the better. I never knew how picturesque the Connecticut coastline is. Passing through the quaint towns filled with boats at sunset was a lovely way to get lost in thought.
At home, I spent a lot of time walking. On my first night, I walked with my friend Nick to grab some food. We passed by some work on the pipes under the street which involved a running fire hydrant. Don’t ask me.
My mom and I share a dog. This means my mom has a dog and she says sometimes that he is my dog, and in fairness, I did grow up with him and I do take care of him when I’m home (he is my mom’s dog). He is the primary instigator of walking and I appreciate him for that. Someday there will likely be a photo of him on this Phlog.
While at home we also went to visit the cemetery. My mom chose a spot right next to a lake. It is a beautiful place that I know my dad loves. There are often ducks and the trees growing out of the banks are a beautiful mess of gnarled branches.
One day the weather was nicer so my mom and I took a field trip to Carson Beach. Carson is a place I often overlooked when I was younger, but the path along the water is perfect for elderly dogs. It had been raining heavily, and snow had been melting, so there was some flooding. We walked for a while and were eventually turned around by the wind from the far side of the JFK Library. On the way back we collected sea glass. My mom says she will use it to craft.
On the way home we decided no field trip would be complete without a stop for some food. For some reason, I felt compelled to intentionally miss my turn in lieu of a less efficient route, and we were immediately greeted by the most incredible rainbow I have ever seen. I wish a camera could do it justice. It filled the entire width of the street, like nothing I have ever seen. It was almost like an AI generated image of a “gigantic rainbow the size of a street invading the city of Cambridge.”
I suspect I will be in Boston a lot now. The change of location might be good for my photos.
Right before I left it snowed.
Aaron
