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The Dove

I have mixed feelings about mourning doves.  I come from a family tradition that often viewed the doves as harbingers of death  And yet it was the mourning dove’s haunting cry that made me pause this morning on my way into work.  I looked around for the source of the sound but I could see nothing in the branches above.  I could have, maybe should have, continued racing into the office, but that moment’s pause was enough to make me realize I had plenty of time to make my destination.  I pulled a book from my bag and sat on a nearby stone wall.  Barely a chapter I skimmed, but it was enough time for this lad or lady to settle beside without notice.  I did not think it would allow me to dig around in my bag, secure the camera and then pull the camera from its case, but it did.  And then it flew on.

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First, is this a Great Blue Heron?  I think so but if you know for sure, please let me know.  Found this fellow standing quiet in the shallows at the Beaver Brook Reservation.  Beaver Brook is  the first reservation established by the Metropolitan Parks Commission, later the Massachusetts Department of Conservation.

Did you know that Queen Anne’s Lace is also known as wild carrot? So I discovered while reading Peterson’s Guide to Edible Wild Plants.  But be careful!  Queen Anne’s Lace and poisonous Hemlock look very similar.

On a day when I have spoken with, emailed, texted and chatted with X-number of friends and family who are all going through tough times, it makes me wonder:  why not turn the world upside down and shake things up a bit?  Sometimes the result can be startling and quite beautiful as in this inverted reflection of the heron, and of grasses in a mountain lake.

And, finally, books.  Yes, books.  My friend Steve is a complete and utter bibliophile who built his own floor-to-ceiling bookshelves that cover two walls of his living room, and yet he still has books piled high as columns every where.  I asked him the other day, if he were traveling indefinitely and could only take three books with him, what would they be?  He answered, “Well, two books come to mind right away, the bible and the Joy of Cooking.”  When he said he wasn’t sure about the third book and that it would depend on where he was traveling, I added, “Well, let’s say you’re stuck on a deserted island.”  He chuckled and said, “Well then that makes it easier.  I’d want the third book to be The Manual of Practical Boat Building.”

What books would you choose?  Send me a note.  I’ll post peoples’ responses in next month’s Words+Images update.

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Pink is not my favorite color, but this July pink flowers kept catching my attention, as did blooms in white,

and in gold.

I love photographing trees reflected in water. But sometimes I was so focused on shooting such images, that I nearly missed the ducks for the trees, like these little fellows sitting silently in the bottom of my frame.

Spiders — yes, spiders! — continued to woo me with their wondrous webs. As imperfect as they are, I cannot help but share these images of spider webs I saw one July night in Maine. Layers upon layers of fog-covered webs illuminated by night lights.

Guest contributors added visual and culinary spice to our lives by sharing recipes and photographs. Links below will take you to recent posts. Expect many more tasty selections in the coming months.

Tell Me About the Petunia Wall

Sunflowers

And what does August hold? Hmmm.

* New submissions to writing and photography contests, magazines and other Call for Artists.

* Putting better business practices into place around my creative life, from fun stuff like new business cards to better systems for cataloging and tracking images and articles.

* Following up on recent opportunities to tell other peoples’ amazing life stories.

* Pulling together all my camera gear and giving everything a good cleaning!

* Writing. Writing. Writing.

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Ah! Sunflower

Ah, Sunflower! weary of time,

Who countest the steps of the Sun,

Seeking after that sweet golden clime

Where the traveller’s journey is done:

Where the Youth pined away with desire,

And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow

Arise from their graves, and aspire

Where my Sunflower wishes to go.

Words by William Blake

Image by Lorraine

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It has been a while since I walked along the Charles River with my camera.  Just a short trip today after work, and this is what I saw.

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Ingredients

6 medium strawberries

1/2 teaspoon of sugar, plus extra pinch

splash of red wine

1 tablespoon lemon and/or lime basil leaves, chopped

Hull strawberries.  Slice in half.  Place in medium sized bowl.  Add 1/2 teaspoon of sugar and splash of red wine.  Gently toss until strawberries are well covered.  Place in shallow bowl or in center of a plate.  Sprinkle with basil leaves and the pinch of additional sugar.  Enjoy morning, noon or night.

Recipe and images by Cynthia Staples.

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One of my favorite phrases from childhood is “tell me a story.”  Four words that were an invitation to weave together the day’s events into a narrative with a beginning, middle and an end.  Well, on this quiet Monday (at least where I am), I invite you to tell me a story using the following image recently sent to me by a friend.  It is a petunia growing straight out of a wall.  If you know nothing of petunias, let me tell you, it takes a while for them to grow from seed into a flowering plant.  How did it get there?  As it grew, did people stop to stare?  As the blossom formed, was anyone tempted to pick it?  How in the world has it survived the recent summer storms?  Hardy little thing it surely is.

The Petunia Wall by Frank Reece

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I received an e-update today from poets.org that included news about W. S. Merwin, one of my favorite poets. He is succeeding Kay Ryan as the 2010-2011 U.S. Poet Laureate.  His is a poetry that makes one pause.  Maybe all poetry does that. 😉  In any case, in the bookstore where I work, in the quiet moments, I pull Merwin’s Shadow of Sirius from the shelf.  I recently discovered that he’d written a famous poem about mushrooms. As someone who has habitually avoided mushrooms I am amazed at how often mushrooms are appearing in my life this summer!

Looking for Mushrooms at Sunrise

When it is not yet day
I am walking on centuries of dead chestnut leaves
In a place without grief
Though the oriole
Out of another life warns me
That I am awake

In the dark while the rain fell
The gold chanterelles pushed through a sleep that was not mine
Waking me
So that I came up the mountain to find them

Where they appear it seems I have been before
I recognize their haunts as though remembering
Another life

Where else am I walking even now
Looking for me

— W. S. Merwin

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Dead Mule School of Southern Literature has posted a poem that I wrote about southern storms.  Thanks to the folks at Dead Mule.  You can check out my poem at the link below, and please do read some of the other wonderful poems, essays and stories you’ll find on the website.

Summer Storms –  Poem

And to learn more about how a southern upbringing influences this creative life, read the recent interview with Molly Anderson-Childers for Creativity Portal.com.

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