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This morning around the oak tree (that towers above the house) there was a symphony of color at play.

Spring light illuminated new growth, including golden pollen.

The wind brought sweeping movement.

It was a song celebrating life …

from the grand moments

to the tiny details.

A passionate composition of fierce expression in glorious color and texture.

At least that would be my music review. 😉

 

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You can learn more about the Arnold Arboretum, and all its great diversity, here.

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In the field next door behind the chain link fence grow dandelions.  Above the yellow heads skim white butterflies.  A few starlings walk about.  No other animals do I see.  Green grass uncut.  A few scattered purple pansies.  And, always, always, the ash gray and brown bark of the nearby dying trees.

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The view outside one of my windows, after the rains ended.  The sun still shines.  I know that I am a lucky person.

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Where do you find beauty?  I find it in the strangest, most wonderful of places, like peering through the window glass.  I hope you enjoy the following essay, Finding Beauty, now appearing at Creativity-Portal.com, an award-winning website that helps one explore, nurture and express creativity.

a neighboring tree

a neighboring tree

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I took these photos a few days ago, indeed, after a spring rain.  Today, these buds are bold blossoms, their petals glistening quite beautifully in melting spring snow.  I didn’t quite have the heart to photograph the snow. 😉

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These scenes are from Boston’s Back Bay along historic Commonwealth Avenue.  I must say, I am quite thankful spring has finally arrived. 😉

 

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Yesterday, as the sun was setting, I decided to focus on the earth instead of the sky.

Between the angle of the light and the new color upon the budding bush outside my window, the branches did seem to have fiery glow.

That glow became a little less fiery after I stopped photographing the curtain as well.

But whether bark or cloth, it was all a beautiful sight in the fading sunlight.

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