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... 

Somewhat Different

Estabrook Woods, Concord, Massachusetts   

    Yet in many ways quite alike... 

Of Looks and Peeks

Estabrook Woods, Concord, Massachusetts   

The name comes from Thoreau who, in June of 1853 in his journal,
   reflected on the area, and proposed the name Estabrook Country for IT.

Rarely talked about in public,
 this piece of land is owned by the stewards of the woods to protect IT as a nature preserve.

And here I am,
  with the thoughts on a thoroughly revealing message from the Estabrook Council:

   Visiting most of Estabrook Woods is a privilege and not a right. 

 

Along the Paths...

Estabrook Woods, Concord, Massachusetts   

   where I might meet someone... 

The Sea of Green Light

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...

Shaping Into the Skies

 Estabrook Woods, Concord, Massachusetts    

 Woods bring views...
     not the ones we all climb to the peaks for, but which come by simply looking around.

  The pine tree over there has taken all the focus.
    Bravely curving into the skies, full of self-belief that it is the right way.
     And
         whose sister boughs know that they are in this together.
      
      Graciously winding to reach the Sun...