22 April 2025

Being Watched

Walden Pond, Concord, Massachusetts

Anytime I step into the woods, there is this feeling that I am being watched.
From the branches, behind the rocks and trunks, inside the bushes.
These eyes.

Every so often I see them, more often I don't,
 but I know
  they are there...

Walden Pond: ... anytime I step into the woods...

Walden Pond: ... there is this feeling that I am being watched...

Walden Pond: ... these eyes...

15 April 2025

Borderland

Borderland State Park, Sharon, Massachusetts

Lots of water...

Walking along Leach Pond, Cedars !!!
I love these trees and don't see them often.
So, why are they here ?

Digging into the past, I find the answer.

Poquanticut Cedar Swamp, which is now underneath Leach Pond, was the large White Cedar Swamp.

In the 1820s,
after the Poquanticut Cedar Swamp was clear-cut of all its trees,
General Sheperd Leach mined the swamp for bog iron ore.
After the bog iron was removed,
a natural earthen berm on the south side of the swamp was raised
to make a pond
to provide water for mills in Furnace Village...


AHA !!!!

The nature has adapted and White Cedars paid the price... 

Borderland: ... looks like their home...

Borderland: ... where woods come...

Borderland: ... close to the water...

Borderland: ... and the paths are shared with the roots...

Borderland: ... of Poquanticut Cedar Swamp callings...

Borderland: ... through colonial farming reminders...

Borderland: ... in freshly grasses...

Borderland: ... with Titmouses...

Borderland: ... of early spring...

Borderland: ... where, after all these years...

Borderland: ... the nature has accepted human industry to her advantage...

Borderland: ... and the oldest dwellers...

Borderland: ... show the ways...

Borderland: ... how many hats have you seen thus far ?...

Borderland: ... passing by...

Borderland: ... stepping in...

Borderland: ... stop...

Borderland: ... and walk around...

Borderland: ... how many moments last forever ?...

Borderland: ... by the bench...


05 April 2025

Searching for the Spring

Brewster's Woods, Concord, Massachusetts

Cool and windy, bundled-up.

Chirps and flirts delight, as the waking songs amidst the browns.

And then there is this water, lots of water,
   in the ponds,
    with young lilies coming through,
  and Canadiens enjoying splashing it around.
 
 A single swan at peace... 

Brewster's Woods: ... chirps and flirts amidst the browns...

Brewster's Woods: ... as the waking songs...

Brewster's Woods: ... and then there is this water...

Brewster's Woods: ... lots of water...

Brewster's Woods: ... with young lilies coming through...

Brewster's Woods: ... and Canadiens splashing it around...

Brewster's Woods: ... the plenty...

Brewster's Woods: ... of peace and quiet...

Brewster's Woods: ... personified...

Brewster's Woods: ... where each flap matters...

Brewster's Woods: ... and Phoebe watches...

Brewster's Woods: ... this hat...

Brewster's Woods: ... inspirited by the liveliness of unperceived...

Brewster's Woods: ... so, where is the spring?...

Brewster's Woods: ... over there...


26 March 2025

Being a Bird

Great Brook Farm State Park, Carlisle, Massachusetts

Cornfields are blank, young corns not in sight, still below the ground.
 Yet the soil looks ready,
  with the notes, as a nudge to a passer-by not to intrude.

 Bluebirds flutter across,
  and do not mind having these note posts around.

 Good spots to take a brief rest... 

Great Brook: ... early spring cornfields attract attention...

Great Brook: ... of trespassers...

Great Brook: ... a good spot to take a brief rest...


20 March 2025

Happy Spring !!!!

Great Brook Farm State Park, Carlisle, Massachusetts

      Just awaken from the winter sleep... 

Great Brook: ... Happy Spring !!!!...


17 March 2025

Cold Water

 Halibut Point State Park, Cape Ann, Massachusetts

The ocean is dotted with these teeny beings.
 Sea ducks,
  in high spirits,
   and consonant in motion with the blue.

 They come from the frozen North and winter on this spot, day and night in this cold water.
  How can they survive ?
   
 Perfectly adapted, no worries over here...

Halibut Point: ... the ocean is dotted with these teeny beings...

Halibut Point: ... Harlequins...

Halibut Point: ... they come from the frozen north and winter on this spot...

Halibut Point: ... day and night in this cold water...

Halibut Point: ... never touch the coast...

Halibut Point: ... consonant...

Halibut Point: ... in motion...

Halibut Point: ... and a silent pause...

Halibut Point: ... with the blue...

Halibut Point: ... feel like an outsider ?...

Halibut Point: ... perhaps...

Halibut Point: ... day and night in this cold water...

Halibut Point: ... how can they survive ?...

Halibut Point: ... no worries over here...