March 27, 2013

Fifteen miles

Fifteen miles

To celebrate the first weekend of spring, I decided to take a walk along Historic Canal. Some of my students have chosen the canal for their research site, so they’ve been talking about the canal in class. “People all over the world have heard the song,” one local student said. “They come here, and they get excited to see the canal. They’re always looking for a mule named Sal.”

No mules were in sight as I walked along the bank. No people either. The trees were still bare, and I needed mittens, but at least the sun was shining. I had to settle for that as my sign of spring.

6 comments:

Dahlia said...

Lovely scene. You might be sick of winter, but I'm not sick of the photographs of snow.

mommo4.5 said...

Whenever someone mentions "that" canal I get an ear worm of that infernal song. Maybe the fact that you didn't actually "mention" it will stave it off this time! Lovely picture.

Anonymous said...

I have to admit I really love that song! We have it on a Laurie Berkner children's album.

liz said...

Without knowing the subject of your post, your title got that song in my head. In Pete Seeger's voice. With banjo. And hand-slaps against the banjo.

Zhoen said...

Low bridge, everybody down.

Jeff C. said...

Love the shadow spilling across the frozen water...