Heading down my mother’s path, Wendell, Massachusetts.
Back up to the garden near the top of the path
One of the two plank bridges
I so enjoy seeing the seasonal changes down the pathway to my mother’s place. A guy she hired, and one of my sisters, labored diligently a few summers ago to smooth out the passage, making it easier for my mother to push her wheelbarrow up to the garden and back. They cleared all the weeds and other plants encroaching on the path, spread wood chips, replaced the old plank bridges with new ones, installed solar garden lights, and did what they could to make the pathway straighter.
If this winter is anything like the last, I think all of my siblings and I should chip in and get my mother a snow-blower.
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