Day Five of Dante's Visit: Walden Pond

On Sunday, we ate our weekly pancakes, after which the heat and inertia nearly overcame us, but we finally roused ourselves for a swim at Walden Pond. On the weekends, the parking lot often fills up and it's best to arrive after 3 pm, so once we finally got everyone suited up, sunscreened, and in the car, we took the long way to Walden Pond and stopped for ice cream at the well-named Dairy Joy:


Following his cousin's lead, Casey ordered strawberry shortcake, but had his made with orange sherbert rather than vanilla ice cream. He ate it ALL.


Dante, California boy that he is, was skeptical of swimming in a POND. He was worried that it would be cold or mucky or filled with leaches or something. But we quickly made a convert of him. He loved it.



We could have easily stayed longer at Walden Pond than we did, but we hussled back to Cambridge for our weekly Sunday evening pick-up baseball game.






That night, Beau had very nearly finished HP7, but at midnight, when he had only two chapters to go, I pried it from his clutches and sent him to bed.