23 July 2021

All This Rain

Great Brook Farm State Park, Massachusetts
 
Lots of rain lately... bright greens all over the woods.
 Countless mushrooms in different shapes and colors. The flowers of the masters of mycelium networks
   by which trees connect and form the living organism we name FOREST.
       The signatures of well being...

    ... and it is good to know that all is well here...  

Brooks Farm: ... lots of rain lately...

Brooks Farm: ... mushrooms...

Brooks Farm: ... all over the floor...

Brooks Farm: ... and there...

Brooks Farm: ... flowers of the fungal underworld...

Brooks Farm: ... sprinkle...

Brooks Farm: ... close to trees...

Brooks Farm: ... a touch of bliss...

Brooks Farm: ... amidst the fallen...

Brooks Farm: ... here...

Brooks Farm: ... and there...

Brooks Farm: ... all is well...


15 July 2021

On a Hot Day

Wellfleet Bay Wildlife Sanctuary, Cape Cod, Massachusetts
 
... fairly toasty today...

 We thought being close to the ocean brings a respite, but no, not this time...
 not a bird in sandy pools of low tide... only Fiddlers,
   small crabs that sense our steps as a danger and quickly retire into their holes as we approach...
  
 and the woods... embracing every breath of breeze in sways, twists, and whirls...
 
     I hear birds chirping in the crowns...  

Wellfleet Bay: ... water lilies in silence...

Wellfleet Bay: ... and the woods... embracing every breath of breeze...

Wellfleet Bay: ... I hear birds in the crowns...

Wellfleet Bay: ... with leaves... so airy...

Wellfleet Bay: ... fairly toasty today... Opuntias do not mind...

Wellfleet Bay: ... neither pioneer Junipers...

Wellfleet Bay: ... not a bird in sight... just a blue thin line of the ocean...

Wellfleet Bay: ... on the other side...

Wellfleet Bay: ... where grasses meet trees...

Wellfleet Bay: ... and the path goes along...

Wellfleet Bay: ... edging the Fresh Brook Bay...

Wellfleet Bay: ... under the shade of Pitch Pines...

Wellfleet Bay: ... and into the world of green...

Wellfleet Bay: ... ending with this epilogue... raises smiles...


08 July 2021

Two Weeks Later

Mass Audubon Wachusett Meadow Wildlife Sanctuary, Massachusetts
 
On our last visit to the milkweed meadows we missed Monarchs... 
  Where are they? Already gone? Or not yet arrived?

This is the time when they stop here,   
  leave their eggs on milkweed leaves and pass away without notice,
  while in 30 days their young grow-up and resume the last part of their grandiose journey up-north... 

Coming back in two weeks and... HERE YOU ARE!!! infusing the space with orange flutter...
   
    Welcome back !!!

Wachusett Meadow: ... this is the time...

Wachusett Meadow: ... with milkweeds flowering...

Wachusett Meadow: ... in the lush green...

Wachusett Meadow: ... when Monarchs look for milkweed leaves...

Wachusett Meadow: ... and infuse the space with orange flutter...

Wachusett Meadow: ... welcome back !!!...


30 June 2021

Milkweeds are in Bloom

Mass Audubon Wachusett Meadow Wildlife Sanctuary, Massachusetts
 
Wachusett Meadow is a Monarch Waystation with milkweed meadows that grace this place.
   Monarch life story is fused with these meadows...
     so, each time we visit, the story comes up, over and over again...
 
 Milkweeds are one of my favorites at any time of the season...
    Summer brings scents, colors, buzzzz... and swallows parading with their fly-overs,
          a charming portrait of what it means to be alive...   

Wachusett Meadow: ... monarch waystation...

Wachusett Meadow: ... in bloom...

Wachusett Meadow: ... absorbed by their scents...

Wachusett Meadow: ... and floret buds...

Wachusett Meadow: ... these are the milkweeds...

Wachusett Meadow: ... with their feathered guardians...

Wachusett Meadow: ... on call...

Wachusett Meadow: ... by the meadow...

Wachusett Meadow: ... the flowers...

Wachusett Meadow: ... and the buzzzzzzz...


22 June 2021

Those Eyes

Sandy Neck, Cape Cod, Massachusetts
 
Around and around their nests, high up in the blue...
   Ospreys have come back...  
     their yearly travels bring them to various places, thousands of kilometers away form their nests,
       but they always return...

   The world is under their wings...  

Osprey: ... those eyes...


17 June 2021

Laurel Walk

Maudslay Sate Park, Massachusetts
 
Blooming with grace among high pines who do not seem to mind...

Mountain Laurels are here at home, native to eastern United States,
              seem to adore rocky ridges, much like skilled mountain ramblers... 
They are toxic, so do not even think to try me for food...  

Bob Frye writes:
  Maybe you've had one of those relationships...
  You know, toxic... pretty... alluring, inviting... But beneath it all, they're pure poison.
  So it is with Mountain Laurel.
  It's one of the most glorious wildflowers... But it's best to look rather than touch...


I smile... Why would you want to touch this plant? She knows... and this is why she is poisonous...

Maudslay: ... laurel walk...

Maudslay: ... in bloom...

Maudslay: ... abounding...

Maudslay: ... in delicate beauty...

Maudslay: ... among high pines...

Maudslay: ... who do not seem to mind...

Maudslay: ... these pearly looks...

Maudslay: ... from below...