Post by aneaglesangel on Apr 25, 2010 9:14:43 GMT -5
The other day Rene and I went to Weetamoo's Woods. Of course, things didn't go quite as we planned. It was raining and lightning was streaking across the sky when we arrived. We had to sit in the car and wait for the worst of the weather to clear up, and by then, it was almost dark. We went walking a bit anyway. Poor Rene thought we would get lost in the woods, but having me with you in the woods is a good thing. I grew up in them, feel as if they are my mother, and well, if worst comes to worst, I'm sure the spirits of the forest would help us find our way out, LOL! I only grabbed a few pictures and will have to go back to grab more, and to see more. It's a great place!
Weetamoo was a Wampanoag queen. She was married to Wamsutta (Alexander) before his death. Her name means "sweet heart" and I imagine her as a strong and brave woman who would not surrender, even when she knew there would be no quarter. They say she drowned, trying to escape the white man in a canoe. I find this hard to believe, and I hope that on my return visit that maybe her spirit will come forward and tell me what really happened to her on that day, so many years ago.
Weetamoo's Woods is 650 acres that are now a preserve. It includes the Pardon Gray Preserve and cemetery (which we didn't visit as of yet), woods and grasslands. Many rare plants, including skunk cabbage and lady's slippers still live in the forest. A rare cedar swamp still stands inside this preserve. There are cellar holes from the homes that once stood in these woods. A "slab bridge" still stands over Borden Brook and there are high rocks good for climbing. I don't know if I'll ever meet up with the spirit of Weetamoo, but even so, it's a beautiful place to become close to nature. To stop and listen to the voices of the forest, and well, a little exercise never hurt anyone! I hope you enjoy the pictures, and come back, I'll have more as soon as time and weather permit me to return!
Weetamoo was a Wampanoag queen. She was married to Wamsutta (Alexander) before his death. Her name means "sweet heart" and I imagine her as a strong and brave woman who would not surrender, even when she knew there would be no quarter. They say she drowned, trying to escape the white man in a canoe. I find this hard to believe, and I hope that on my return visit that maybe her spirit will come forward and tell me what really happened to her on that day, so many years ago.
Weetamoo's Woods is 650 acres that are now a preserve. It includes the Pardon Gray Preserve and cemetery (which we didn't visit as of yet), woods and grasslands. Many rare plants, including skunk cabbage and lady's slippers still live in the forest. A rare cedar swamp still stands inside this preserve. There are cellar holes from the homes that once stood in these woods. A "slab bridge" still stands over Borden Brook and there are high rocks good for climbing. I don't know if I'll ever meet up with the spirit of Weetamoo, but even so, it's a beautiful place to become close to nature. To stop and listen to the voices of the forest, and well, a little exercise never hurt anyone! I hope you enjoy the pictures, and come back, I'll have more as soon as time and weather permit me to return!
