Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts
... when clouds, sunrays, and the Pond bring moments of tranquility... Is it Symmetry?..
26 February 2019
22 February 2019
18 February 2019
Moving Blueness
Cape Ann, Massachusetts
After seeing frozen rivers and ponds, I am curious about our BIG water, the Ocean...
... COLD, COLD wind and frozen puddles on the rocks are the winter story here...
... mallards relaxing on the beach... seagulls partying around the fish-boat...
... and this blueness... always in motion...
After seeing frozen rivers and ponds, I am curious about our BIG water, the Ocean...
... COLD, COLD wind and frozen puddles on the rocks are the winter story here...
... mallards relaxing on the beach... seagulls partying around the fish-boat...
... and this blueness... always in motion...
13 February 2019
In Deep Freeze
Lincoln Conservation Land, Sudbury River, Walden Pond, Massachusetts
... the boathouse has plunged into frozen Sudbury... vibrating ice-cracking sounds... the River is flowing...
... Walden invites footsteps, opening unusual vantage points...
... in deep freeze...
... the boathouse has plunged into frozen Sudbury... vibrating ice-cracking sounds... the River is flowing...
... Walden invites footsteps, opening unusual vantage points...
... in deep freeze...
08 February 2019
I Chose THIS ONE
Pu'u Kuili, Hawai'i aka Big Island
Today is Pjer's and mine 39th Wedding Anniversary...
... on that day, I was presented with a choice to pick ONE among infinite number of parallel worlds...
... and I chose THIS ONE...
Today is Pjer's and mine 39th Wedding Anniversary...
... on that day, I was presented with a choice to pick ONE among infinite number of parallel worlds...
... and I chose THIS ONE...
06 February 2019
Waiting for Her Gaze
Lusitania Meadow, Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts
A hawk has just landed on the vacant bat-house... very close. I await her gaze. She knows I am Here, but seems unmoved. Continues piercing what surrounds... until something attracts her attention...
... opens wings and flies away...
... we resume our walk...
A hawk has just landed on the vacant bat-house... very close. I await her gaze. She knows I am Here, but seems unmoved. Continues piercing what surrounds... until something attracts her attention...
... opens wings and flies away...
... we resume our walk...