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I saw and photographed the reflection …

… before I turned to look over my shoulder and photograph the real thing.

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One of my favorite hiking spots in Massachusetts is the Middlesex Fells which you can read more about here.  One year I was lucky enough  to capture the above image of one of its waterfalls frozen.  With recent frigid temps, Steve and I wandered back to the falls to see if it had re-frozen for this winter.  Not quite yet, but there was plenty of beautiful ice to be seen.

 

 

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Outside the office where I work today, in the branches of a dead tree, a tiny black and white woodpecker is having an awfully good time.  As I watch him inch his way around the trunk, I notice that there are many tiny holes in the brown surface of the tree.  It must be a popular stop for woodpeckers on their way from here to there.  My little friend is alone so far.  No others of the woodpecker tribe do I see.  He was runoff for a bit by the blue jays but quickly returned upon their departure.  He looked askance at a couple of cardinals but didn’t let their presence stop him from knocking head to wood.  There is a part of me that wishes to get up and find my camera but I know that if I do, when I return he may be gone.  For a while I felt a bit of chagrin that I was spending time watching this fellow instead of being productive, i.e. doing something that I could put a dollar value towards.  But then two experiences came to mind.  The first involved a recent conversation with a friend about Thich Nhat Hanh.  After I noticed one of his books in her home, she mentioned that she’d read much of his writing with one of her greatest take-aways being a reminder to be present … not just in yoga class but even while washing dishes!  The second experience took place yesterday when I chanced upon the blog, Touch2Touch, and the post, “In the Morning, Whatever.” A lovely piece that I hope you read.  What I took away, or what came back to me this morning, was this:  it is okay to pause in one’s day, to look around one’s self and to simply enjoy the moment.

 

And now that I’ve done that, I suppose I should get back to work. 😉

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This weekend Steve and I were lucky enough to spend a couple of hours in the woods of the Brooks Estate surrounded by blues and browns, sheets of ice and, of course, layered light.  We brought along food to entice the squirrels but few did we see this time.  Maybe next week. 😉

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When I recently picked up a  note card with its image of  green trees layered against a green-gold sky, I knew that I intended to tape it to my wall.  Such a quiet scene with its ethereal light.  A bit of brightness in the increasing pale of winter.  No matter how many times I looked at the image, I found something new to ponder.  Finally, last night, I did what I should have done in the first place — I looked up the artist.  I had never heard of Eyvind Earle.  He passed away over a decade ago.  A publishing house oversees the continued exhibition of his works.  His website bio revealed he had been an illustrator with Disney for films like Sleeping Beauty,  but most exciting for me was learning that at 21 he cycled across the country paying his way by painting watercolors inspired by the journey. What a forested landscape he must have cycled through!  His work surely inspired me in a tree-way this morning.

Nothing fancy of course.  Just some quick work with pencils and paper and scissors and glue exploring color and texture and the sometimes unexpected sinuous shapes to found amongst the trees.

I can’t wait to revisit his work but now I need to leave my desk.  As I walk out into the world I can’t help but think that my perspective has been changed.  I know my travel route.  I will pass many a tree of different shapes and sizes.  I hope I don’t miss my train as I lose myself in their branches. 😉

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Okay, I can’t help it.  These branches reflected in a puddle of leaf-filled rainwater remind me of Snuffy’s eyelashes.

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Apparently each year I have to relearn that I am sensitive to cold.  So, out and about on a late afternoon hike at the Arboretum, I didn’t last long before there was concern I might lose some fingers and toes.  But before packing up and heading home for tea, there were some glorious sights to be seen.  It is truly amazing the vivid colors present throughout the park with winter just days away.

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