Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts
Mockingbird likes to stand on tops of electric poles or high-up on chimneys.
Inspired by the sounds of cars and trucks, she creates her own melodies,
and in her strong voice sends the message:
I am here as well and I can out-voice you... just keep listening and remain at distance...
27 April 2020
16 April 2020
Is It Spring?
Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts
COVID-19 stay-at-home... the spring is sneaking through the windows...
Morning songs urge trees to wake-up. And the trees I can see are cautious as if still not convinced...
... all is so close and, at the same time, distant...
I feel the need for a place where I can touch the spring...
COVID-19 stay-at-home... the spring is sneaking through the windows...
Morning songs urge trees to wake-up. And the trees I can see are cautious as if still not convinced...
... all is so close and, at the same time, distant...
I feel the need for a place where I can touch the spring...
11 April 2020
Each Other
Harold Parker State Forest, Massachusetts
... the pond and trees immersed in reflections... making each other alive...
... the pond and trees immersed in reflections... making each other alive...
06 April 2020
31 March 2020
Burbling
Blue Hills Reservation, Massachusetts
... water... the lifeline of spring renewal... burbling through the forest...
... water... the lifeline of spring renewal... burbling through the forest...
26 March 2020
Part of a Bigger Whole
Blue Hills Reservation, Massachusetts
... COVID-19 pandemic...
... I am in Whole Foods Market...
Nitrile Gloves on my hands, Neck Gaiter over my nose,
making sure to keep distance from other people...
Is Nature trying to remind me that I am just a part of a bigger whole ?...
... COVID-19 pandemic...
... I am in Whole Foods Market...
Nitrile Gloves on my hands, Neck Gaiter over my nose,
making sure to keep distance from other people...
Is Nature trying to remind me that I am just a part of a bigger whole ?...
21 March 2020
Blue Hills Pathways
Blue Hills Reservation, Massachusetts
Somewhere between winter and spring...
... the time when trees are still asleep...
... and millions of leafless branches reflect the sunlight into shining symphony...
Somewhere between winter and spring...
... the time when trees are still asleep...
... and millions of leafless branches reflect the sunlight into shining symphony...





























































