Showing posts with label Brooks Woodland Preserve. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brooks Woodland Preserve. Show all posts

21 November 2021

Unsinkable

 Brooks Woodland Preserve, Massachusetts
   
Walking along the swollen brook...
  After many rainy days, the bordering woodland is floating.
   Animals have retreated, some may have arrived...

       ... and the plants have stayed, creating this place of stoical beauty...

Brooks Woodland: ... walking along the swollen brook...

Brooks Woodland: ... after many days of rain...

Brooks Woodland: ... animals have retreated...

Brooks Woodland: ... and the plants have stayed...

Brooks Woodland: ... creating this place of stoical beauty...

10 November 2021

In the Shine

Brooks Woodland Preserve, Massachusetts
  
Autumn in the beech woodland...
  the leaves are up in the air, glowing
   and then come closer while I walk along,
        holding tightly to my eyes as if trying to keep me here forever... 

Brooks Woodland: ... autumn in the beech woodland...

Brooks Woodland: ... up in the air, glowing...

Brooks Woodland: ... and then come closer...

Brooks Woodland: ... while I walk along...

Brooks Woodland: ... the outbursts...

Brooks Woodland: ... of golden...

Brooks Woodland: ... sunlight...

Brooks Woodland: ... holding tightly to my eyes...

Brooks Woodland: ... as if...

Brooks Woodland: ... trying to keep me here forever...


24 April 2021

Woodland Spirits

Brooks Woodland Preserve, Massachusetts
 
The woodlands of Massachusetts...
 Once the homes of Indians and farmlands of colonial settlers...
  so special to saunter through these lands and rejoice with characters and sounds of reborn wilderness... 

Brooks: ... once the home of Nipmucs...

Brooks: ... today of beavers...

Brooks: ... with Moccasin flowing...

Brooks: ... by those with spring haircuts...

Brooks: ... and witchy looks...

Brooks: ... somewhere...

Brooks: ... on the ground... the spring...

Brooks: ... and the trees...

Brooks: ... leafing...

Brooks: ... rushing...

Brooks: ... blooming...

Brooks: ... and in the midst of all the hurry...

Brooks: ... just one more spring...

Brooks: ... through the years...

Brooks: ... of living forest...

Brooks: ... where Swift River finds her way...

Brooks: ... gushing...

Brooks: ... in sweeps...

Brooks: ... of melodic dance...

Brooks: ... burbling away...