Nashoba Pond, Westford, Massachusetts
This pond began as a hole for excavating sand and gravel.
Later on,
it became a part of protected land
which allowed nature to do its own work in making it alive.
Absorbing spoils,
bringing motions, resting islands, and reflections.
And this island.
How did it come about ?
Does it matter ? Not really.
As long as we are all here...
Cliff Trail, Nickerson State Park, Cape Cod, Massachusetts
Kettle ponds, an accident created by the retreat of glaciers,
sparkle in the silence,
not that far from the roaring ocean...
Walking the trails around the ponds makes me feel the trees and lichens on these sandy grounds.
Many of them pioneers, survivors and, today, the happy crowds. Or so it seems.
Happy crowds!
The words usually assigned by humans to humans.
But what does this really mean?
Well...
These crowds are shaping, coloring, energizing and I find myself in the midst of IT.
So, I guess, it is about me... but it is also about them...
Waseeka Wildlife Sanctuary, Massachusetts
Waseeka revolves around the pond,
a project in works for humans, a beaver, and a pair of Ospreys.
Mass Audubon, the owners of Sanctuary, came up with the idea to make a pond for nature.
And then the beaver joined in and they formed a partnership,
expanding this eco-system,
accessible to all who love water.
A pair of Ospreys,
in search of the perfect nesting ground, flew over and built a nest for the ages.
And they are HERE again, watching...
I return a smile....
