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A friend passed this leaf and its mate on the sidewalk.  Struck by their beauty, she paused, picked them up and asked herself, “What can I do with these? I know! I’ll give them to Cynthia to photograph.”  How humbling is that? 😉

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A gift given to Steve by a friend.  Glass cocktail stirrers picked up at an antique shop. I’m sure he’ll use them at the appropriate time, but for now I have squirreled them away into a tall glass and placed them amidst my plants so that they too can catch the light.

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A friend’s gift from her garden — tomatoes, cucumbers and peppers.  Simple ingredients that produced a tasty salad once the items were sliced, layered, drizzled with olive oil, and sprinkled with salt, pepper and other seasonings.  The meal was accompanied by toasted bread rubbed with garlic.  The bread was also provided by a friend, but I forgot to photograph the bread before I ate it. Next time … 😉

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Steve has a ritual.  When he buys chicken or steak at the grocery store, he returns home to immediately separate the meat into smaller portions, prepares a marinade of red wine, soy sauce, garlic and black pepper that he then pours over the meat which he then freezes.  And that’s what happened yesterday.  After a short hike in the Middlesex Fells Reservation, we stopped by the grocery store on the way home.  As he was about to prepare the meat, he shouted, “Wait! I have to wash the frog off my hands first.”  Why would he shout such a thing?  Well, because he was helping me corral frogs in the Fells.  Not to keep for cooking or anything, just to photograph for Melissa.

Melissa loves frogs.  For years, I’ve sent her all things frog related.  Stickers, stamps, charms, etc.  Rarely photographs. Though I’m glad frogs are in the world, normally I don’t feel a need to get close to them and rarely have I had an opportunity to photograph them like this weekend.  They were popping up everywhere!  As Steve and I chased the little critters around the woods, I kept telling him, “I’m doing this for Melissa. Only for Melissa would I be getting this close to this creature.”  But when I spoke with Melissa this morning she reminded me that I apparently sparked her interest in frogs in college over twenty years ago.

“It’s true,” she said.  “We were walking from Central Campus to the Quad, cutting through Duke Gardens.  It was summertime and I remarked about the sound of the loudest crickets I’d ever heard in my life.  You told me those weren’t crickets but frogs singing.  Then you pointed them out to me, sitting by the edge of the pond.  And then you went off on this lovely discourse about frogs, why they’re important in the world and how through song they were trying to  … you know … get together and make babies. I’ve loved frogs ever since.”

Steve did manage to pick up this fellow and hold him in the palm of his hands, and thus the need to wash the frog off his hands.  I don’t know if there will be anymore impromptu frog photography shoots, but I will try to remember to step more carefully through the Fells and I will treasure a lost memory regained.

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That has been my refrain of late when friends ask what they can bring me back from their travels.  Since many of the locales included beaches, I figured it would be okay to ask for shells.  Just reach down and stick a shell in your pocket.  I am quite honored that my friend D. engaged friends and family in the task.  After she showed me pictures of the black beaches of Puerto Rico, I thought it would be fun to photograph some of her shells against fields of black.

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I was tempted to title this post, Cohabitation, since it is a bumblebee amidst “fairies,” as so many people have called the dandelion seeds.  But I decided to go with the name of the person who gave me the bumblebee.  She found it on the ground on her way into work and thought I might like to photograph it. 😉

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I do not know if I would have looked down upon this leaf as it lay on the ground and thought bird, but it does make me smile to know that a friend did think such a thing of this leaf and then went on to think that I might like to have it and so she safely tucked it away until she could give it to me as a gift.  I took it home and placed it in a bowl with other leaves and stones.  Every now and then I’d glance at it and squint and try to see through my friend’s eyes.  Somehow it was this morning that I looked upon it and saw the bird in flight.

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Are the holidays especially hectic for you too?  If so, I highly recommend you steal away to a quiet corner and read this image essay by poet and artist Donald Langosy.  A treat for the eyes and soul, I’d say. 😉  http://talkingwriting.com/image-essay-donald-langosy/

"The Metaphysician and Monsignor" © Donald Langosy

“The Metaphysician and Monsignor” © Donald Langosy

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There are few things more fun to photograph …

… than unexpected treats from friends. 😉

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