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Twice Two

I was clicking back through some old shots from Wachusett Meadow today, and was fascinated to note something I think Flickr is particularly good at -- different perspectives on the same image, or the same event, or the same subject. Look at this, below, that I took in October of last year. (The trees are often my subjects.)

And look at this, by one plastereddragon just two weeks later. He was interested in what I was, sitting in the same place. Never met him; don't know him. We have, though, similar interests, at least this one time. And we can see it here.

I Win! My Father's Day Had an Orange Slug

Joe and I went to a local nature park today, a nice little one where there aren't any signs that say you shouldn't go down in the water to tick off the bugs and worms and other creatures that really probably pretty much wish you would just Stay A Higher Life Form And Stop Bothering Them.

So we bothered a bunch of creatures. We looked at the damselfly nymphs and the little worms and the frogs and the whirligig beetles who Failed To Get Away. Also at the water striders. And I think my favorite, the "Small Unidentified Creatures." The word "rotifers" springs to mind, but heaven knows why. Pinnipeds. Homophones. Whatever.

There were also snails. Snails! What is this, a mangrove swamp? Their shells were transparent, or at least translucent, and they slooged down grassblades for all the world like alien creatures of Great Wisdom. Which they weren't.

Joe told me what a wonderful time he had. We saw a blue-winged warbler. That's three for me, ever. They are so beautiful, as beautiful as a pickle jar with a frog in it, and as cherries pitted while you sit on a board walk where an iris is blooming.

A first sign of spring

The spring peepers are singing, the snowdrops are blooming...

...and the roadkill has thawed.

Taw

  Click! 
  Originally uploaded by WhitA

Ain't no Wii involved in this game. More pictures of India and Mumbai, including particularly Banganga Tank, on  my Flickr account.

Sunset

  Sunset 
  Originally uploaded by WhitA

At the top of Brown's Hill in Wachusett Meadow. It's a good place to watch the sun go down.

Light Falls The Same

• The Hopper Landscape - New York Times
  True enough. One might just as well argue against the demolition of the hotel lobbies and diners he immortalized.
  (tags: edwardhopper hopper landscape truro capecod painting art)

Hearing Things

The spring peepers were calling tonight at Broad Meadow Brook.

Wild

In California this week. Ain't no dog track, here.

Good walk today

Dark as nighttime, but a fine golden-crowned kinglet working the bare limbs and finding a few insects here and there. The lichen was blooming (fruiting?) and a frog floated helplessly in the strong flow of the stream. New pics in the album.

Brown's Hill, 2:00 PM, Today

This is one of the places I go when I can, to be at peace, to see a small bit of the world properly. In the summer, towhees sing here with a different accent, and in the winter, the wind is hell. Last summer, the lowbush blueberries tasted warm in my mouth from the sun.