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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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Six cards, six images.  I’ve been  having a lot of fun with Moo, producing unique and collectible business cards to promote my writing and photography. Below is Set 1.  Would you like to collect these six images taken in and around Boston?  I’ll drop a set in the mail to you, no charge, so long as supplies last.  Just email me at photographybycynthia[at]gmail.com.

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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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Isabel is my landlady.  In her garden there are flowers and vegetables and herbs of all sorts and whimsical little touches for her daughter like little white birds.  And there is Oswald.  Oswald is a rat.  When I’ve stood in the garden, I’ve seen him dash by behind me.  And when I sit upstairs in the kitchen window, I see him nibbling on plump leaves below.  He’s a city rat, big, brown and long-tailed and whiskered.  His coat is streaked with gray.  Perhaps he’s old and has lived in the garden a long time.  It is a very nice garden.

I’ll be honest.  I do not have a fondness for rats.  But I do love nature.  Oswald is a part of the garden’s ecosystem.  So, when I see him and my heart hammers and I just want him GONE, I try to think of rats I’ve liked in literature, like those in Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH.  Then there’s that pot bellied rat in Charlotte’s Web.  I’m sure there are others.  In any case … I’m hoping we can find a way to live together.

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