Walden Pond is mostly in Concord, Massachusetts and partly in Lincoln, Massachusetts. You can drive by it and it looks like any other pond, except its notoriety is world wide for one of the greatest American authors, Henry David Thoreau, lived there for a year and wrote about it often, especially in his most famous book and, in fact, one of the most famous American books, called Walden. It is unique, and far beyond what I could begin to quote here, although I have given a taste of it on another page.
People come from all over the world to visit, inspired by Thoreau's words. And then treck around the pond on a very trodden path.
I visited Walden at the suggestion of one of my wife's colleagues at what goes by another name, but is essentially the park's department of Massachusetts. This was in 1991and I had learned by that time to accept any and all suggestions, for one could never know what might be there. As with the other special places on this website, that could not have been more true than it was for Walden.
It turned out that the main attraction was not the pond itself, which was a simple kettle hole pond created by the last ice age. It is about 100' deep and more or less round.
I visited it the first time in April 1991, a bit early for spring (prior to climate change) but found interesting pictures on the path nevertheless. Then I put it out of my mind until October when I was spending a Saturday photographing on the Massachusetts Turnpike when it came to mind that I had been neglecting Walden Pond.
I began my visit as do most people (except those who come to swim or fish) with the hike ( in this case counter clock wise) around the pond. I saw nothing unusual until I passed what I later learned was a vernal pool called Wyman's Meadow after a local farmer.
As you can see it was beautiful in a way and I noted some glimmers of reflections of fall trees but decided to wander for a bit. Wyman's Meadow is near where Thoreau had built his cabin for his year on the pond and I though this needed a bit of investigation. But nothing turned up and (fortunately) I remembered the glimmers in the Meadow.
A camera can do marvelous things, and selecting out a small portion of something large and placing a frame around it can do wonders.
I pointed my camera down into the water that was covered quite densely by what I later learned were known as water-shields. What I found you can see by clicking on the name of the gallery here, called, of course Wyman's Meadow.
Lily Pond With Reflections