After a soggy start to the morning (first time I’ve been rained on during a run since I’ve been here) and a leisurely read of the big Saturday paper, (it’s the Saturday rather than the Sunday issue here that is the big one), I set off for Castle Hill to see what the views would be. The weather had cleared, and we’re headed for 70 F today before the day is through! Bob’s hip was acting up a bit, so he stayed home.
Castle hill (Wikipedia calls it a knoll, which might be more appropriate) is the site of the original settlement in Cambridge and was also the site of a Norman castle at one time.
I walked the back way to try to avoid the crowds that flock to the city center on the weekends.

(but which has cows and no sheep)

headed towards the Fen Causeway and onto Mill Pond.







After the long slog up and a bit of a rest 😁, I descended back to earth and made my way up Bridge Street to face the crowds and pop in a couple shops.



and Newton was home visiting his mother in Lincolnshire
when he saw an apple fall from a tree and began to consider the cause.