tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635978003013442122.post8405351221088618353..comments2023-11-30T17:22:12.513-08:00Comments on The View From the Canoe: Intricacies Scott Schuldthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04220924408624888206noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635978003013442122.post-7791974209088666762016-04-06T17:36:59.168-07:002016-04-06T17:36:59.168-07:00Your post gave me beautiful visuals of the place a...Your post gave me beautiful visuals of the place and the creatures you saw. How have I missed your posts before. Nice to read your canoe sightings. <br />Cecelia Kanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08403373465333657007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635978003013442122.post-62382791531777651572016-04-02T09:02:42.803-07:002016-04-02T09:02:42.803-07:00Scott, your post today reminds me of all the littl...Scott, your post today reminds me of all the little places I have enjoyed seeing, that are now irreparably changed.<br /><br /> Just one: When I lived in Branford, there was a little creek to the right of the railroad bridge, just as one turned off BPR and onto 142. I would enjoy that little glimpse of the vivid green moss that carpeted the banks, deep into the trees. Then the overpass was improved, which meant they cut all the trees, scraped off all the vegetation, routed the water through a hidden culvert. It just -disappeared. <br /><br />So many places like that. Old orchards, farmland, shoreline, swallowed by progress, and some soon to be gone from climate change. <br /><br />I'm glad you share your trip through the spartina marsh, even as you eulogize it.MyrtleMeanderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08995475404223587898noreply@blogger.com