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fennel green

I purchased the little pot of fennel as an experiment.  Just to try growing something I’d never tried before.  After an initial mishap involving watering (or lack thereof), the herb seems to be doing alright.  Still haven’t really cooked with it yet, but I do love the shadows it casts.

a happy trio

Turtles sunning themselves in the Mystic River.

into the mystic

Yesterday, I scrambled down to the water’s edge before realizing that may not have been the smartest move in the shoes I was wearing.  Cool Spring winds arose.  The temperature dropped.  I was freezing.  And yet …

it truly felt like the right place to stand, for as long as I could bear, so that I might see the beauty floating by in the Mystic.

in the cubist style?

Oh, I don’t know but Picasso certainly came to mind as I watched this mallard contort in the blue waters of the Mystic River. A lovely sight.  Her partner seemed to enjoy, as well, as he watched from closer to shore.

At the beginning of May, I did a post, spring images through the double rippled glass.  Now that May nears its end, and the weather is almost consistently warm, one set of windows has been removed.  And guess what? The remaining window is a bit pitted and rippled in places too!

The bright gold forsythia flowers visible in the previous post are gone, but as I recently tried to convince a young friend, even with no flowers, green plants and hanging vines are quite beautiful.

Through the single pane, the morning light seems to shine differently, and the spring winds seem to send the vegetation moving in a different dance. My imagination is still stirred at what’s captured just by pausing for a moment.  The following image reminds me of Munch’s The Scream … though in a happier way.

And these images (only the last one altered in GIMP) remind me of those forest portals where reside dragons and other magical folk … though that thought must be influenced by recent viewings of Game of Thrones.

And, if I lift my camera above the spring green, and look up into the sky?  This is what I see, through the rippled glass.

woburn 16

I’ve got to get better at labeling my photos but this was indeed the 16th photo that I saved after a quick photo walk through the office park in Woburn, MA.  It is a tight image of a small pool of water in a field.  The sun was shining bright but then a cloud passed over.

I’ve lived in the Boston area for quite a while now, but there are always captivating images to be found in familiar places, like the Boston Public Garden.