Now to work off some calories, we needed to go for a walk on a road not yet visited by either of us. Milo White Road in Jericho came up on the map and so down the rabbit hole we went.
And lo and behold Easter egg seekers were abounding. As well as alpacas, signs of appreciation, bird song and birds checking us out: winter wrens, hermit thrush, titmice, nuthatch, crows, chickadees, and numerous song sparrows. A stream slurped over rocks, sticks, and leaves racing ahead of us. We were in no hurry, content with a slow walk, we wished the stream well as it rushed to reach a destination, for our destination was as much the last step as the step ahead of us.
We pondered over old barns with mysterious tools and contraptions, looked from sea to shining sea, applauded as green stemmed purple crocuses protruded through black mulch and soil.
We said hello to Mr. Snuffaluffagus of the pine family.
We applauded the yellow punch buggy - what better car and color for Easter! We counted Easter eggs bound together in a rainbowed wreath.
We imagined sitting together in the white wooden Adirondack chairs as they posed arm in arm embraced in each their own thoughts.
We joined the Milo White Road and Ayers Drive neighborhoods in giving thanks to mail carriers and other hometown heroes.
We promised ourselves to come back and walk the trail on the Vermont Land Trust preserved land. Then we went home for some more Spring Chocolate.
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