Great Brook Farm State Park, Carlisle, Massachusetts
Sitting on the branch with the pine cone,
she does not seem worried by our presence.
They usually dash around,
almost invisibly.
So, this in itself is a very special moment.
I have often asked myself:
why so many pine cones in these woods and so few pine squirrels ?
Plenty of food, yet... something is amiss...
Halibut Point, Cape Ann, Massachusetts
Eiders are flying above the crashing Ocean.
Facing these waves
without concern of rising and falling splashes.
Nothing major.
Just rushing to meet the shore...
Nashoba Pond, Westford, Massachusetts
This pond began as a hole for excavating sand and gravel.
Later on,
it became a part of protected land
which allowed nature to do its own work in making it alive.
Absorbing spoils,
bringing motions, resting islands, and reflections.
And this island.
How did it come about ?
Does it matter ? Not really.
As long as we are all here...
The Monoliths
The Monoliths, Manchester-by-the-Sea, Massachusetts
15000 years have passed.
Did the glaciers know I would marvel at their tracks ?…
