Aquarelle Reflections

Mass Audubon Ipswich River Wildlife Sanctuary, Massachusetts

Drain the swamp... can be heard these days around each corner... the slogan humans like to use without thinking about its true meaning... the wording goes well back in human history... and deeds indeed... we have always been intimidated by our inability to habituate swamps... these pieces of wilderness that simply won't let go... unless we drain and kill them...

... water lilies blooming... little turtle resting... aquarelle reflections... of being alive...

From Leaf to Leaf

Mass Audubon Ipswich River Wildlife Sanctuary, Massachusetts

Water Lilies stretch to distance... covering dancing surface of Bunker Meadows...
There... a bird... strolling from leaf to leaf...
Binoculars bring me closer...
I can see the motion of leaves as she jumps from one and lands on another...
And the water responds in ripples...
Looks under the leaf...
At some moments it is a step... at others hop, hop... with a little help from wings...
And the leaves are rolling along...

Breakheart

Breakheart Reservation, Massachusetts

The first time I've heard of the Park is from two ladies we have met on Fells... Breakheart... a strange name for a park. The legend says that the  Civil War soldiers training in the area found it "lonely and remote" thus breaking their hearts... This, certainly, is a good reason for a visit...

Just Blow

Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts

Dandelions... I love to see them on spring meadows... sprinkles of yellows over greens... and when the time comes... cloudy balls of tiny seeds... I remember, as a child, when we kids enjoyed blowing into these balls and watching the seeds fly off to the air...with smiles... not knowing that this was exactly what these tiny seeds were waiting for...

Mastering Mimicry

Fells Reservation, Massachusetts

Suddenly, little frog jumps out of the way... and stops... exposed yet perfectly hidden...