03 April 2026

Rocky Ways

 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: … marking the points…

Borderland: … along the paths…

Borderland: … of their stories…

Borderland: … with the woods…

Borderland: … from long ago…

Borderland: … where each step…

Borderland: … reveals the character…

Borderland: … and touches underneath physique…

Borderland: … of the hill…

Borderland: … while a stream finds the best way…

Borderland: … does not look easy…

Borderland: … what do you think ?…

Borderland: … invincible…

Borderland: … with a gentle tinge of unknown…


25 March 2026

Into the Early Spring

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... 

Ward: … still asleep…

Ward: … while the pines are in the hailing moods…

Ward: … so are the mosses…

Ward: … watching…

Ward: … ardently…

Ward: … first green leaves…

Ward: … amidst browns…

Ward: … so lively close to the earth…

Ward: … where muddy prevails…

Ward: … and lanterns lighten up this world…

Ward: … looking around…

Ward: … seems the time is right…

Ward: … to bring the colors…

Ward: … with the wings…

Ward: … the beaver’s pond is full of water…

Ward: … and the mallards know all about…

Ward: … spring overflows…


20 March 2026

Water

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... 

Noanet Woodlands: … and I listen…




14 March 2026

Where are They ?

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 ?... 

Walden Pond: … warm days have arrived…

Walden Pond: … snowflakes are dissolving…

Walden Pond: … not leaving…

Walden Pond: … just changing…

Walden Pond: … do I see them ?…

Walden Pond: … in the rising bubbles of the melting crystals…

Walden Pond: … in the unveiled earth patches…

Walden Pond: … overtly artisan…

Walden Pond: … do I see them in this baby pine ?…


04 March 2026

Traces

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... 

Estabrook Woods: … a few days after…

Estabrook Woods: … soft drifts at rest…

Estabrook Woods: … standing there, being themselves…

Estabrook Woods: … others tracing through…

Estabrook Woods: … staying grounded…

Estabrook Woods: … where paths do not appear…

Estabrook Woods: … unless already passed…

Estabrook Woods: … those that stand…

Estabrook Woods: … stream…

Estabrook Woods: … and roll along…

Estabrook Woods: … parting…

Estabrook Woods: … because trees are on the way…

Estabrook Woods: … it does not matter much, does it ?…

Estabrook Woods: … flowing shadows…

Estabrook Woods: … and a deer’s footprints…

Estabrook Woods: … in the deep snow…