Borderland State Park, Sharon, Massachusetts
Marking the points
along the paths of their stories with the woods.
From long ago.
Where each step
reveals the character
and touches underneath physique of the hill.
While a stream finds the best way...
Borderland State Park, Sharon, Massachusetts
Marking the points
along the paths of their stories with the woods.
From long ago.
Where each step
reveals the character
and touches underneath physique of the hill.
While a stream finds the best way...
Ward Reservation, Andover, Massachusetts
First green leaves,
amidst browns,
where muddy prevails.
There!
I see a bluebird on a branch.
Seems the time is right
to bring the colors with the wings into the woods...
Noanet Woodlands, Dover, Massachusetts
Snow has left.
Awakening streams are infusing the woods.
Crisscrossing,
jumping over rocks,
rushing through the narrows.
Burble, burble, burble...
and I listen...
Walden Pond, Concord, Massachusetts
Warm days have arrived.
Snowflakes are dissolving, not leaving, just changing.
Do I see them ?
In the rising bubbles of the melting crystals.
In the unveiled earth patches.
Watering the woods.
Do I see them in this baby pine ?...
Estabrook Woods, Concord, Massachusetts
A few days after the blizzard.
Soft drifts are at rest
and
the trees are standing, being themselves.
Others,
tracing where paths do not appear
unless already passed.
Stepping on someone's footprints, in the hope that they will hold.
Sometimes they do,
very often they don't
and my boot sinks into the hole...