21 July 2024

In the Spirit

Nelson Memorial Forest, Marshfield, Massachusetts   

Following the overgrown pathways to somewhere...
 
Where the views stream into depths of joint efforts to make this place a living exhibition.
 And each step makes me aware that I may not belong here.
   Yet,
       all the suffusing harmonies and melodies come so close when I hear them... 

Nelson Forest: ... with a long history of farmland...

Nelson Forest: ... special to see this young forest...

Nelson Forest: ... come to be what she wants to be...

Nelson Forest: ... disordered...

Nelson Forest: ... stream of views...

Nelson Forest: ... into depths of joint efforts...

Nelson Forest: ... to make this place...

Nelson Forest: ... a joint exhibition...

Nelson Forest: ... and each step...

Nelson Forest: ... makes me aware that I may not belong here...


Nelson Forest: ... yet...

Nelson Forest: ... all the suffusing harmonies...

Nelson Forest: ... and melodies...

Nelson Forest: ... come so close...

Nelson Forest: ... when I hear them...


12 July 2024

Those Wings

 Lone Tree Hill, Belmont, Massachusetts    

Enchanted by Monarchs, their looks, their energy and life story.

The most recent request from the Center for Biological Diversity to the Congress
 to provide more than $100 million per year
  to help stem the Monarch's rapid population decline and prevent extinction,

along with these words:
 
More than America's most beloved butterfly,
  the monarch is  a symbol of wonder, transformation, and resilience.
 
This may be Congress' last chance to save monarch before they become the face of the extinction crises.


Makes me take a deep breath,
 
 as I watch the first Monarch this season,
  and the ONLY one among milkweeds which grow here for them.

  Is THIS the way of nature ?

Lone Tree Hill: ... enchanted by monarchs...

Lone Tree Hill: ... their looks...

Lone Tree Hill: ... their energy...

Lone Tree Hill: ... and life story...

Lone Tree Hill: ... on the verge of extinction...

Lone Tree Hill: ... makes me take a deep breath...

Lone Tree Hill: ... as I watch the first monarch this season...

Lone Tree Hill: ... and the only one among milkweeds which grow here for them...

07 July 2024

Intertidal Meanders

Parker River National Wildlife Refuge, Plum Island, Massachusetts   

Low tide opens up the whole world of usually unseen.

Barnacles, ingrained with the rocks, multitude of them, closed in their shells.
 When the high tide comes,
   they open their doorways, and join the outside world.

Snails know where they are,
  with the house which is closed during low tide.

Living on the rocks with the water swaying back and forth makes the solid house a godsend.
   Open it up when drowned and close it when drained.
 
  Quite the opposite from what I would do... 

Plum Island: ... low tide...

Plum Island: ... opens up the whole world...

Plum Island: ... of usually unseen...

Plum Island: ... barnacles, ingrained with the rocks...

Plum Island: ... closed in their shells...

Plum Island: ... amidst the traces...

Plum Island: ... where steps do not last...

Plum Island: ... snails know where they are...

Plum Island: ... living on the rocks makes the solid house a godsend...

Plum Island: ... open it up when drowned and close it when drained...

Plum Island: ... quite the opposite from what I would do...