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...

Autumn Lights

Fells Reservation, Massachusetts

It is November. The Autumn has passed her peak. Slowly treading towards the Winter. Rustling sounds. The Time of Low Sun. And glowing leaves. Brownish weaves. Cascading shadows... Softly scattered light. Edging along. Bouncing off. Passing through. Picking colors on the way. And splashing them over... The Time I sense the Light... being a part of this world.

Nature's Garden

North Bubble, Acadia National Park

Stepping into the Garden. Bursting with Life. Wherever I look... down, along the trail... left, right... midway across... further away... ALL living... Being Here by their choice... No Weeds. No Likes. No humans, telling these people what is best for them. For millions of years, they have been learning how to live Here... Splashing rain. Or no rain. Swirling winds. Or no winds. Freezing. Dry or wet... Does it matter? Not at all... For them, this is just a day. For me, a VERY SPECIAL day...