Estabrook Woods, Concord, Massachusetts
Sunny spring days flow into the woods, waving green light from the crowns.
Makes me think about the leaves, these masters of photosynthesis.
Taking the reds and blues to make energy, and letting the greens color the woods.
Why ?
What makes the greens worthless for the leaves ?
Nobody knows. Some ideas lead to the sea.
Deep waters abound with blue and red light, not so much with the green.
Therefore,
the ancestor who lived down there did not evolve the chlorophyll to absorb green light.
Can then this GREEN be a reminder that all of us came from the sea ?
I love the spirit,
as if being at the bottom of the sea and looking up to its restless surface...
