A pond named Chicken Millpond, you would think there would be a chicken or a mill there’s, but I didn’t see either when I stopped there. To set the record straight, I wasn’t looking for either. I had visited the Salt Marsh Trail down the road.  

What did I find at the Chicken Millpond? A pond that was very relaxing to stare at for a few minutes. Bodies of water always seem to provide that relaxation we seek. Even in rough weather, there can still be something relaxing.  

I also found an old car seat.  Place next to a tree, depending on your vantage point, it could be in front of that tree.  I’m sure that car seat has many stories to tell, it has been around and probably been there for a while based on its faded color.  That seat knew of a better time when it was part of moving America down the block.  If next to a tree watching a pond named after a chicken and a mill is its last journey, then it’s had a good life.