The trees are blushing bud red on the shores of Grafton Pond. Birds have returned and the air has a definite warm feel, but the water is stone cold, a reminder of how short a time ago this lake was choked with ice, the smallmouth bass and yellow perch sleepily hanging snuggled in the muddy bottom some seventy feet below the surface.
Here is a gem of a small lake hidden away on a back road, a secret pleasure known only to a handful of local fishermen and kayakers. Rarely crowded, here is a place where you can peacefully enjoy listening to water splash over the spillway or relax casting a line into the clear water from a vantage point on the edge of the dam, although most anglers bring small boats and make their way around to the back side of the pond.
The real show, however, begins in the evening. You haven’t seen anything until you have seen the sunset here. Even on an off night its great, but on those special occasions when everything comes together its nothing short of spectacular. Tired kayakers paddling back to load their kayaks onto pickup trucks or car roof racks end up silhouetted by brilliant colors that highlight the shoreline on the islands that dot the lake. It's like a painting you once saw except for the fact that it's real and your right there.
Then there is the wildfowl show. The pond is a nesting place for loon and it is common for there to be several nesting pairs in residence. In addition, there are also numbers of ducks and geese. All have their own particular distinctive calls, the loon mournful and low, the geese sort of a cross between a honk and a bark. You may see them during the daytime, but the evening is when they especially come out to cruise around the lake. At the moment there are just the pairs but in a few weeks the proud parents will be herding their offspring around and that is a sight not to miss.