Tidal Streams imprinted on grasses. Is it Tidal Streams? Or Wind? Or Both?... Grass carries tides and winds in her Being. Supple Blades absorb their motion. Showing IT to the World.
28 September 2017
Tidal Dance
Parker River National Wildlife Refuge, Plum Island, Massachusetts
Tidal Streams imprinted on grasses. Is it Tidal Streams? Or Wind? Or Both?... Grass carries tides and winds in her Being. Supple Blades absorb their motion. Showing IT to the World.
Tidal Streams imprinted on grasses. Is it Tidal Streams? Or Wind? Or Both?... Grass carries tides and winds in her Being. Supple Blades absorb their motion. Showing IT to the World.
20 September 2017
Where Birds Reign
Parker River National Wildlife Refuge, Plum Island, Massachusetts
It is the Year 1942. Humans reserve this piece of Earth for birds. And name it Parker River National Wildlife Refuge. The estuary where three rivers meet the Ocean. Where Fresh and Salty intermix. Where Grasses and Wildflowers thrive. Protected from the Ocean by sand dunes... This place has belonged to birds from the very first blade of grass... Today we, humans, do not encroach. Are not allowed to. Except to take a peek from marked spots... And there they are... Flying... Swimming. Splashing... Lounging. Napping... Groups. Pairs. Singles... Wading... Being There... Makes me think... NO, it is not all about survival. These birds know how to enjoy life...
It is the Year 1942. Humans reserve this piece of Earth for birds. And name it Parker River National Wildlife Refuge. The estuary where three rivers meet the Ocean. Where Fresh and Salty intermix. Where Grasses and Wildflowers thrive. Protected from the Ocean by sand dunes... This place has belonged to birds from the very first blade of grass... Today we, humans, do not encroach. Are not allowed to. Except to take a peek from marked spots... And there they are... Flying... Swimming. Splashing... Lounging. Napping... Groups. Pairs. Singles... Wading... Being There... Makes me think... NO, it is not all about survival. These birds know how to enjoy life...
07 September 2017
Closing Summer
Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts
Flowering is receding. Birds weaving around. Looking for seeds... Drying petals... Chirping crickets... The Goose on her own. The Kids are gone... Pensive Heron over there... Exhaustion in the Air. The Summer at an end.
Flowering is receding. Birds weaving around. Looking for seeds... Drying petals... Chirping crickets... The Goose on her own. The Kids are gone... Pensive Heron over there... Exhaustion in the Air. The Summer at an end.
01 September 2017
Windless
Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts
Windless. The Pond. The Mirror. Perfect expression of Silence. Deeply touching my Soul...
Windless. The Pond. The Mirror. Perfect expression of Silence. Deeply touching my Soul...
