Rocky Hill, Groton, Massachusetts
Along leafy wings.
Through breaths of the moments,
into the world of clouds.
Stop,
observe,
and listen to the songs of spring...
Rocky Hill, Groton, Massachusetts
Along leafy wings.
Through breaths of the moments,
into the world of clouds.
Stop,
observe,
and listen to the songs of spring...
Great Brook Farm State Park, Carlisle, Massachusetts
Flowers, on their way.
Coloring, attracting all the eyes.
Some by chance,
others by intent.
Those golden gifts,
to share and uphold their lives...
Great Brook Farm State Park, Carlisle, Massachusetts
Nothing much is going on along the cornfield.
At least, it seems so.
Except the swallows.
Turning, twisting, in their graceful flyovers
just above our heads,
then landing on these muddy tracks.
Doesn't go together, does it?
Unless looking for the stuff for their nests.
And
they are doing just that...
Wachusett Meadow, Princeton, Massachusetts
Into the real spring.
The woods feel the energy coming from the young leaves.
Surfacing inclines and declines,
spreading brightness.
Shadows of the crowns are not yet here
and
little flowers know that it is now or never.
So crisp and intact...