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As I took these photos, with my camera focused at the surface of a shallow pool, a little girl watched me.  I heard her mother’s encouraging words, “Go ask her what she’s doing.  Go ahead.”  She took a few steps toward me before deciding that the bird flying by was far more fascinating.  Her mom studied the water’s surface for a few moments though, and then with an acknowledging smile, she trailed off after her little one.

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This morning around the oak tree (that towers above the house) there was a symphony of color at play.

Spring light illuminated new growth, including golden pollen.

The wind brought sweeping movement.

It was a song celebrating life …

from the grand moments

to the tiny details.

A passionate composition of fierce expression in glorious color and texture.

At least that would be my music review. 😉

 

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You can learn more about the Brooks Estate here.  A lovely place to visit, especially in the spring.

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You can learn more about the Arnold Arboretum, and all its great diversity, here.

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the oak tree

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You can read more about my fascination with blurry windows here.

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The view outside one of my windows, after the rains ended.  The sun still shines.  I know that I am a lucky person.

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By on the road, I mean walking around my Somerville neighborhood.  Still chilly, but felt good to be out of the house and seeing what spring has to offer.

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“Never ridicule windows.  It is out of windows that many fall to their death.  By windows love often enters. Through a window went the bolt that killed King Richard.  … When a mob would rule England, it breaks windows, and when a patriot would save her, he taxes them.  Out of windows we walk on to lawns in summer and meet men and women, and in winter windows are drums for the splendid music of storms … The windows of the great cathedrals are all their meaning. But for windows we should have to go out-of-doors to see daylight. After the sun, which they serve, I know of nothing so beneficent as windows.” — by Hilaire Belloc in The Path to Rome (1902)

 

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