A spring flower seen while walking through my neighborhood this weekend. I’m not sure of the species. If you know, please share the name with me.
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This morning I lay in bed a long time listening to birdsong. It drifted in through multiple windows, from the trees and bushes surrounding the house, rich layers of sound that were deeply relaxing. At least, relaxing for me. I know the birds were hard at work “speaking” to each other. With spring finally sprung, I’ve seen many birds this past week, including cardinals, blue jays, robins, blackbirds, sparrows as well as the ever present pigeons. The intensely bright hues of the cardinals and blue jays startled me until I realized they were males trying to catch some attention. I don’t know which ones sing which songs but together they create quite the symphony. Care to hear or see for yourself? Below are a few links you might enjoy.
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In Fall 2009, Steve and I visited the Blue Hills Reservation, a state park covering 7,000 acres south of Boston. There we climbed an observation tower where I was able to snap these landscape shots, including one of Boston from afar. With the weather warming up, we ventured back there recently. Here are a few images from the day. No tower shots … yet. 😉






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A new article appearing on Creativity Portal. Check it out. It’s a quick read. The focus? Simply look up. Enjoy!
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You just never know where inspiration is gonna come from.
Have you noticed on the back of cars there are often decals indicating the make up of the family? White stick figures roughly indicating gender, age, etc. The usual line up is X number of parents, X number of children, and X number of cats and dogs. So the other day Steve and I are out driving. At a stop light, we see different decals on the car in front of us. They indicate the family is composed of two adults and their two ferrets. We knew they were ferrets because the word ferret had been applied to the car under the image of two long cat-like creatures. I wasn’t hugely surprised. Over the years I’ve made the acquaintance of a few New Englanders owning pet ferrets. What surprised me was hearing the following words said softly beside me, “I miss my mongoose.”

My only childhood experience of a mongoose was watching the animated version of Rikki-Tikki-Tavi on television with my younger brother when I was seven. As far as I know there were no mongoose in Virginia. But Steve, whose father served in the U.S. foreign service, spent several years of his childhood in India. And there, in a bungalow in Bangalore, he was allowed to add a pet mongoose to his menagerie that already included a Dachshund and Siamese cat. “The cat used to carry the mongoose around like a kitten, with a hold on the back of its neck. And the dog allowed the mongoose to pummel its stomach as they all settled down to sleep together. Quite clearly the mongoose was in charge.”


“Just imagine,” Steve adds with a smile, “A Dachshund, a mongoose, and a Siamese cat walk into a room. There’s a story there, don’t you think?” Undoubtedly, especially when you add in a towheaded little boy.

Animal images from http://www.fantom-xp.com/
Steve image by his father circa late 1950’s.
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Sometimes, when I have a lot of writing to do for clients, I give myself (and especially my lower back) a break by getting up, grabbing my camera, and following the light around the house.

The Pillow

The Plastic Tower

Behind the Curtain

The Sake Bottle
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An unexpected Sunday sighting by Fresh Pond Reservation in Cambridge, MA, a Cedar Waxwing bird. When he wasn’t giving me attitude, he was feeding.

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Here’s a whimsical project inspired by the Robert Mappelthorpe images in Patti Smith’s memoir Just Kids. Interspersed throughout the book are images taken by Mapplethorpe of Patti, of himself, and of the two of them together. What stands out for me in each of the images, reproduced as black and white in the book, are their hands. Long-fingered, pale, thin hands. Willowy. I’ve always been drawn to hands, and so after completing the book, I decided to engage in a quick photo project with friends and coworkers today. Let me photograph your hands. Thankfully, they complied.

Dixie the Archaeologist

Meredith the Musician

Steve, the Physicist, Peeling an Orange

Steve Pollinating His Pepper Plant
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There is no more selfish act, no more powerful gift I give to myself, then when I find a quiet corner to read a book of poetry. Through the author’s words — and the images evoked by those words — my experiences of this life are deepened. I especially felt that way today as I found a moment to read W. S. Merwin’s The Shadow of Sirius. You see, for days now, each morning as night gives way to morning, I have lain awake in bed listening to birdsong. I have struggled with how to capture the experience on paper. And then I read Merwin’s poem The Laughing Thrush, and I thought, “Well, one day the words may come about my bird and his song. But for now let me enjoy another’s.”
The Laughing Thrush
by W. S. Merwin
O nameless joy of the morning
tumbling upward note by note out of the night
and the hush of the dark valley
and out of whatever has not been there
song unquestioning and unbounded
yes this is the place and the one time
in the whole of before and after
with all of memory waking into it
and the lost visages that hover
around the edge of sleep
constant and clear
and the words that lately have fallen silent
to surface along the phrases of some future
if there is a future
here is where they all sing the first daylight
whether or not there is anyone listening
* from The Shadow of Sirius
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