We saw a couple birds for the first time this spring on yesterday’s walk around Jamaica Pond. A spotted sandpiper was hopping along the banks, trying to keep its distance from us. When it flew away, it flew low over the water.
We also saw a yellow-rumped warbler. We could easily see the yellow patch under the wing but had to wait until the bird ruffled its feathers for us to see the namesake yellow patch on its back.
On Washington Street in Roxbury, near Dudley Square, an art installation asks passersby to chalk in the rest of this sentence: “Before I die I want to…”
Most of the responses have something to do with education, careers, personal relationships, travel, sex, and drugs — things that revolve around an individual. It made me happy to see that someone had thought of an entire community: “Before I die I want to see ROXBURY THRIVE!”
On this tragic day, when senseless acts of violence have hurt so many, I am grateful for the places of peace in our city. Jamaica Pond is one of those places, an oasis of peace and calm amidst the chaos of the day. We walked its shores, sirens continually wailing along the Jamaica Way as emergency vehicles rushed downtown.