Parker River National Wildlife Refuge, Plum Island, Massachusetts
Hidden among rocks, almost invisible... these are Sandpipers,
the shorebirds that summer in Arctic lands and winter in Central America...
Now is the time when they embark upon this long voyage, with a few stops of respite,
and to fatten-up for the rest of the flight of 4,000 km to their winter homes...
... so special to see them here, among these rocks, having a pause...
Crane Beach, Massachusetts
Seaside Goldenrod makes these sand-bound meadows radiate the sunshine...
in steps with each flower and butterfly,
while light wind ruffles golden quietude...
Crane Beach, Massachusetts
Grasses have learned to adopt the wind into their being.
Swaying streaks of shimmer, the sound of waves and
sandpipers... in the rhythm of the ocean...
Crane Beach, Massachusetts
Walking sand dunes always brings these feelings of entering the world
where any bit of time and space is in continual change yet stays forever...
A young deer has just crossed our pathway...
stops and looks at us in wonder, no fear in her eyes, only questions...
and then she leaves in soundless elegance...
