Just keep Dancing

Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts

Today is the last Day of this Year. We Humans like to live by the Calendar. It brings the structure to our lives. And then there are Days. The Days we celebrate. Or Not... Watching this Leaf in the Air. Holding onto the spider-web thread. Dancing with the Wind... Which Day is It?.. Just keep Dancing...

In Absolute Equilibrium

Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts

Heron over there. Standing on the log. Close to the Pond's edge. And passers-by. Silently observing... Pjer comes closer... Must be aware. But NOT disturbed... She pulls one leg up. Not a trace of body shift. Beak, Neck, Legs... in Absolute equilibrium... And then... Opens her wings and takes off. My eyes trying to catch up... into Distance...

21 December 2017

Fells Reservation, Massachusetts

Today is the longest night. The Day I think about the Sun. WHAT IF thoughts come to mind... Recently, I came upon this answer to the question about photosynthesis and the leaf's colors:

Photosynthesis (which literally means “light put together”) is that very elegant chemical process that jump-started life as we know it some 4 billion years ago. So to answer your question, we’ll need a short chemistry lesson. Basically six molecules of water (H2O) plus six molecules of carbon dioxide (CO2) in the presence of light energy produce one molecule of glucose sugar (C6H12O6) and emit six molecules of oxygen (O2) as a by-product. That sugar molecule drives the living world. Animals eat plants, then breathe in oxygen, which is used to metabolize the sugar, releasing the solar energy stored in glucose and giving off carbon dioxide as a by-product. That’s life, in a nutshell...

MICHAEL ELLIS, Bay Nature Magazine

... Yes, indeed. I am the Sun.

In Fantasy World

Lincoln Conservation Land, Concord Conservation Land, Massachusetts

Snow has been falling all night... The Time to come see Nature... Delicate shapes. Undulating and combining. Creating passages. Sparkling in Whiteness... Passing through This World. Composed by Snowflakes. Falling to just the right places... Is it Real? Or a Fantasy? Dissolving behind my steps...

Unannounced

Fells Reservation, Massachusetts

Cool Late-Autumn day. Cloud exhibits up the Sky. Dry leaves all around. The Colors. The Sounds. All Leaves... Trees are ready for the winter. Not much green remains. Excepting vigorous mosses... Mosses do not care about seasons. All they care about is moisture. Any moist day will turn them green. Bringing liveliness into the sleepy forest... Not ALL else might be asleep. Sometimes, the life comes about unannounced...

White Hoods on the Show

Black's Nook, Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts

Hooded Mergansers on Black's Nook. At this Time of the Year? With frosty signs all over. Gliding around the Pond. White Hoods on the Show... I focus on the One. And then He vanishes... diving... waiting... then reappears... until the next dive... putting me in jocular mood... The Frost comes to mind... They must be on their way to the South. Maybe the last time I see them Here. Have a safe trip Guys!

On Her Way

Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts

Morning Frost. Sparkling along the way. The Winter is coming.

In Search of Old-Growth Forest

Wachusett Mountain State Reservation, Massachusetts

Recently, I looked-up for possible leftovers of Old-Growth Forests. Old-Growth Forest, by definition, is a forest that has not been disturbed by humans for at least 150 years. Not many are left behind farming hysteria of the pre 20th century. All the trees that lived on farmable lands had to be killed. Only those on steep, rocky parcels have survived. And this is where the patches of Old-Growth Forests might be found... One of the places on the list is This Place. The Ranger confirms: Yes, they do exist Here. And shows the trails to follow... Following the trails... rocky ground... trees, colors, streams... the Forest resonates... Any Old-Growth? I do not know... But I will remember...