So my wife and kid have been sick all week–head cold, chest cold, fevers–the poor things. And we are down to one car because my wife's is in the shop. As a result I've been running around a lot and will probably have to work this weekend. And I haven't been able to get out and walk like I should. Except the day when I took my wife and kid to the doctor's office in Westminster, MA–while they had their appointment, I went out for a walk…
Communities have personalities. You can get a sense of them just walking through them. One thing that usually becomes obvious very rapidly is whether the community is welcoming or exclusionary. I got the impression that this part of Westminster was of the latter type. First of all, there were no sidewalks–anywhere. Secondly there were fences everywhere. There were a number of beautiful and obviously expensive homes that probably had lovely properties, but you couldn't see much of them because they were surrounded by fences with no openings. Add in the high curbs at the property fronts, and the no trespassing and no parking signs everywhere and you don't exactly get the impression of open arms.
In its defense, this section of Westminster was near a lake (Wyman Pond) that acts as a public water supply, so perhaps they have trouble with loiterers. The only exposed areas of the lake, including a lovely grassy field were enclosed with chain link fence, and I didn't see any loiterers about on this beautiful sunny day, so if there was a loitering problem it may have been solved by these measures. Some of the local residents seemed to be very concerned that a condo might get built in their area, as evidenced by the “DONT CONDO CROW HILL” signs I saw on a few lawns.
But this part of Westminster has a different problem, and one that left me confuzzled and amused. At one of the first homes I passed I was briefly startled by a figure standing in a window over the garage staring out at me. After a few seconds I realized it was a fullsize plastic Santa Claus. I chuckled to myself and said “Hey buddy, it's a little late for Christmas.”
After 20 minutes of walking or so, I came upon a giant inflated Uncle Sam figure standing on somebody's lawn. Around his neck hung a sign “Happy 4th of July”. That definitely got a double-take from me.
A few minutes later Pat called on my cellphone to tell me that they were leaving the waiting room and the doctor would be seeing them soon, so I turned back. On the way back I passed a house I hadn't noticed before. On the front lawn was a big red sleigh and two reindeer statues. ![]()
I felt like I was in the town that time forgot. I half expected to see a house with halloween decorations in the windows, but perhaps I didn't walk far enough!
Aside from all that, it was still an enjoyable walk. When I reached the chain-linked fenced area at the north end of Wyman Pond, I approached from the west. From this side, I didn't see any signs, and there was a gate in the fence standing open, so I walked in and snapped a picture of the lake. To my left was a stone-walled drainage channel which carried water away through a series of steps, also behind a chain-link fence. Click the thumbnails to see the pictures:
At the end of the fence in the left picture is a sign that has been bent out of shape so you can't read it without standing in the water. I craned my neck to try and read it but didn't want to get my shoes wet. After snapping my pictures, I went back out the gate and continued up the road. Past the drainage channel is another fenced in area with a gate, and this gate was closed and bore the sign “FITCHBURG PUBLIC WATER SUPPLY — NO TRESPASSING”. Oops. There was no sign on the open gate. Guess I'm one of those damn loiterers. ![]()
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Here's a satellite photo of the area I was walking in with my path highlighted in yellow. The area where the drainage channel passed under the road is marked with a red pointer. (Sat-photo courtesy of Google Maps.)




The Norwegian Newspaper Aftenposten
In the last few years apparently more uncomfirmed reports have come in that have sounded tantalizingly accurate. Finally though, somebody caught the bird on video. There is no question that the images captured are of an Ivory-billed Woodpecker.


