Pond Stories

Cedar Lake By Joyce Bock I have lived on Cedar Lake in North Falmouth for 41 years. Little did I realize in 1980 how much a body of water becomes part of one’s life. Looking out the window every day is a new adventure. There is always something to look at. It might be...

Musings by Susan Surette      thoughts mercurial as a New England morn thoughts rooted in soil like trees absorbing life thoughts galvanized like an upstream run sun warms, invigorates like supple fingers of a masseuse skies dazzle infinitely blue like an ocean...

Deep Pond is much quieter in wintertime, but fascinating sights and sounds are everywhere. Icy plunges are a perfect way to capture the season’s serenity and calm and observe nature (after studying how to plunge safely). When the earth is this still and quiet, magic...

“On the count of three!” Two pairs of legs flipped above the surface of the pond and disappeared.  A long moment later, spluttering and panting, two swimmers emerged with a slimy, decomposing truck tire held between them. As if by magic, a green kayak slid into...

By Wendy Shreve Years ago, when asked to write about Crystal Lake in Orleans, I felt tempted to provide an ecological history of the ups and downs of the lake: fertilizer run-off, acid rain and goose droppings being the main culprits of algae blooms and inedible...

I love the Coonamessett Pond in Falmouth. As a longtime Coonamessett Farm member, I've watched many a sunrise, sunset, and that almost unearthly full sun that lights it up like a spectacle midday. I've canoed with my kids on it, daydreamed staring at it, and recently...

Coastal plain ponds are ecologically unique and a globally rare habitat. We have coastal plain ponds here on Cape Cod, proving once again that we live in a very special place. The Cape’s freshwater ponds are connected to groundwater, which is recharged by the rain and...

By Ann Zmudsky Within the heart of the Popponesset beach community, there exists a freshwater treasure, Deans Pond. This sparkling beauty graces the natural surroundings of a family-oriented community. The pond boasts some fame among locals for being one of the few...

By Phil Odence I was just old enough to read and inquire about the somewhat crude sign that, among other restrictions, instructed, “No Fishing.” With poles in hand, my uncle and I strode right past. He explained that we had permission from Otis Barton. Uncle Gates...

by Susan Baur Several years ago, Falmouth residents who swam in local ponds began to notice a small army of feathery weeds moving in. At first, they were novelties. One popped small white flowers above the pond surface in August. Another created underwater patches of...