What we see changes as much as we do

On our way back from Amherst, Sandra and I often stop at the lookout on Daniel Shays Highway (U.S. Route 202) in Pelham, Mass. A long time ago, when we were first dating, the view of the Quabbin Reservoir was good. The trees grew and, for several years, we couldn't see the water. Because of forest management and ice storms, the view is clear again.


Last night, I stopped and took a picture. A hundred yards away, a young couple had also stopped their car. They sat on the stone wall, smoking cigarettes, talking, laughing. They'll have their own stories about the Quabbin decades from now.