Let me get right to it. On Friday, June 8, I walked on the Pennypack Trail, Welsh Road to the 0.0 marker and back – 5 miles. I left two tiles along the way. This first one is near the Moredon Road parking lot and I set it on this fallen tree remnant. You see it to the right of the trail in the second photo.
The other one, on a bench.
I like to read the dedications on the benches along the trail and say a little thank you to everyone who is remembered in the plaques and to those who cared enough to have a mention put up.
The trail was quite busy. I saw several familiar faces. Shout out to Stu and Norm, two guys I have known for several years from trail walks, and to Alan, who wasn’t there, but Stu said he said to tell me hello next time Stu saw me, so – I’m saying hello back to Alan right here.
On Saturday, June 9, my husband and I walked in the Norristown Farm Park. We approached the bridge that leads to the state hospital – it’s blocked off to vehicles but those using feet for transport can go right along:
I set a tile on the log barrier.
Here is what the tile is looking at, the direction we just came from – this nice leafy tunnel of trees:
I set another tile on a bench.
Once again I read the inscription.
Here is the view the tile is looking at:
Now, we’ve been wondering. The fields this year have looked untouched. You see it in the above picture. Was the park planning to move from being a crop-growing farm? A ranger came by in his truck and we flagged him down. He said – no, they have just planted the seeds. It’s a little later than usual. Weather and so on. But corn and soy are coming just like always.
I was glad to hear it. This location has been a farm for 130+ years – you may remember that it started out as the farm for the adjacent state mental hospital and patients, if able, worked the land. This site, which also included a fish hatchery (still in action as part of an anglers’ club today) and formerly had dairy cows and fowls, supported not only this hospital but a couple of others, the ranger said. I am glad it will be growing things this season.
Until next time.
Sometimes You Get So Confused 
I always read the dedications on park benches too. I think it is a lovely thing to do.
I think I would like a park bench for me when I go to the afterlife, I’d love to think I’d still be out in a favorite place and participating, and helping people out a little.
So nice to see the view the tiles have.
Thank you, suddenly it occurred to me to think about it from their point of view, not just from mine, seeing them in their positions.
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