Sunday, March 19, 2017

New Growth

Our early spring has been interrupted by snow and a few more days of bitter cold. But the signs are all around us that we are already trading winter's grays and browns for green. Even the evergreens will join in the springtime renewal. My neighbors drooping branches sprout new growth, adding fresh shades of green. First almost florescently bright, it settles down to a nice spring green. Eventually the new needles look just like the old ones. During a week when Bostonians are dyeing their river green and people are drinking green beer, I'm looking forward to the all-natural greens.

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Weeping Cherries, Oak Hill Cemetery

Weeping Cherries, Oak Hill Cemetery
On an early spring morning, Oak Hill Cemetery is an inviting place for a walk. Laid out in the mid-1800s, Oak Hill is an example of the garden-style cemetery that was so popular in Victorian times. It's easy to imagine families strolling along the paths or sitting for a while on a grassy slope, admiring the view. On this day, the light filters through a curtain of blossom-laden weeping cherry branches. The petals fall on a row of family headstones. The smallest one marks the resting place of a baby. Our lives are finite but spring continues to make an appearance, full of sunlight, hope and beauty.

Sunday, March 5, 2017

Daffodils'-Eye View

Winter and spring have been jumbled for weeks. Buds opened too early followed by a dusting of snow or a morning glaze of ice. The daffodils refuse to wait any longer. This group, planted long ago along an aging fence, remind me why daffodils are a favorite subject of crayon-clutching children everywhere. It's an analogous-colored composition based on circles and lines. The fence adds a nice rhythm. The view is great from down here!

Sunday, February 26, 2017

Dog Walkers

Big city dogs have a different life. Many of them must learn to travel calmly in groups. Walking eight dogs at a time is not a job to be farmed out for a few bucks to the teenager who lives next door. You must have a certain level of Dog Whisperer skill and carry enough doggy-doo bags, treats, etc, for the entire pack. These two dog walkers had fifteen dogs between them. Everyone seemed happy and all the dogs were nicely behaved. I can think of several people and quite a number of politicians whose behavior might benefit from twice-a-day walks with the dog walkers.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Composition In Metal

Someone used whatever was available to cover an opening in a wall. I stopped to admire the repetition of vertical lines and the way that rust had gradually replaced the  paint. Was there any thought beyond pure utility that went into this patch of metal scraps? Did the unknown patcher deliberately turn the line in the white piece to match the corrugated lines? Was the green metal chosen instead of some other scrap because the patcher liked that bit of color?  We'll never know. Keep looking. Accidental compositions are out there everywhere.

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Box of Chocolates

Is life really like a box of chocolates? If you go by the example of this box, you could say that life is orderly, up to a point, but that there are always some extra, more intriguing things that are worth trying to fit in, like those lovely hearts. Some parts of life are clearly spelled out for us, like the chocolates with printing on top. I'll just hope for fewer nuts and room for one or two more hearts

Sunday, February 5, 2017

Snowy Forsythia

Earlier this week, we had the best kind of snowfall, one that drifted down before dawn, frosting the lawns and trees but leaving the streets clear. It was magical for a few hours. The snow was already melting when I happened upon a bank of forsythia. Encouraged by a mild day here and there, it has unfurled its blossoms. I admired the way the snow set off the bright yellow clusters. More cold, gray days are ahead, but this convergence of winter and spring is a reminder that spring is inevitable.