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I must admit, I’ve gained a whole new respect for my phone camera.  It was the right tool for the moment, staring at the land below.

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Near sunset at Belle Isle Reservation.

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one day while standing still and looking up into the trees this is what I saw

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but it didn’t matter. The waters were still beautiful. Like the clouds had come down to earth.

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You can learn more about Virginia Wood and other areas of the Middlesex Fells Reservation here.

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I don’t suppose I should call them all Melissa’s frogs or her toads — she’s the friend for whom I try to make a reasonable attempt at photographing the amphibian-kind of the forests wherever I visit.  They do have species names and local titles.  I think this little fellow, actually he would have fit inside the palm of my hand, he might be an American toad.

Later I did see a teeny tiny frog that could have sat on the tip of my finger with room to spare.  He moved too fast for me to capture.  At first I thought it was a cricket.  Aside from frogs and toads, I did see a few other things in the woods that made the day quite special.

You can learn more about the Assabet River National Wildlife Refuge via this link.

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As a child I remember a wire fence separating our house and yard from that of the neighbor’s.  Along this fence twined the milkweed vines so thick that we were sometimes a stop for errant monarch butterflies.  And there entwined amidst these sturdy vines were the delicate strands of the honeysuckle.

A friend taught me how to harvest the nectar.  Quite tasty though I did wonder how long would it take to fill a glass or even just a thimble.

Sometimes I’d attempt to braid the vines to make tiny crowns for my dolls’ heads (because my brothers would not deign to wear them).  The flowers adorned play dough cakes and moist mud pies.  With hindsight, I wish that I had placed them upon the dark red mulberries that I once handed to my dad on a tea set plate.

Just some of the thoughts that came to mind as I recently stood next to a wall of honeysuckle.

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