Signs of spring

Figure 1 – Dragon Kite – Good Harbor Beach, Gloucester, MA. (c) DE Wolf 2021.

Well, spring is everywhere, and I have been out with my cameras. Huge trepidation continues, but like the Ichthyostega of some 364 Mya, we venture forth. Indeed, if we had remained troglodytes much longer, we might be evolving in different directions!

Where to begin? I thought that perhaps a good starting point would be this marvelous dragon kite that I encountered high above Good Harbor Beach in Gloucester, MA a few weeks ago.

Dragons are both marvelous and complex. Who cannot but love them?  In the Orient (this is an oriental dragon), the dragon is a symbol of great magical power. He is wisdom. He is strength and possesses much wisdom and secret knowledge. This dragon was all teeth. He was green and orange against a perfectly azure sky. He flew high, a king amongst the sea birds. He mocked the puny damsel that held him tethered and captive, and he demanded to be set free!

For us today, he is a symbol of the world.

 

Soul of the blasted pine

Figure 1 – Annie Brigman’s self-portrait “Soul of the Blasted Pine” (1908). In the public domain because of age.

It is truly amazing and awe-inspiring how we walk around with all of these images stored inside our brains; so that we are ever ready to say, “This reminds me of that.” And, of course, the best images appeal to or summon up themes from the collective psyche and mythology of humankind. That causes not only an association but a resonance with other people’s associations.

One such image, for me, is Annie Brigman’s magnificent “Spirit of the Blasted Pine,” a self portrait reproduced here as Figure 1. It evokes the quintessential forest or tree spirit released from the bough of a broken tree. It is magnificent. Brigman and her haunting images are always with me.

The other day I was at a friend’s house and saw this natural sculpture – tree roots imprisoning a large stone. The association with Brigman’s image was, to my mind, immediate and vivid.

Figure 2 – Tribute to Annie Brigman’s “Soul of the blasted pine.” (c) DE Wolf 2021.

Next Spring’s Waterlilies

Figure 1 – Next Spring’s Waterlilies, Punkatasset Pond, Concord, MA, October 12, 2020. (c) DE Wolf 2020.

Following on the themes of season changes and rebirth, Figure 1 entitled “Next Spring’s Waterlilies,” was taken in late October at Punkatasset Pond in Concord, MA. In summer the pond is a dazzle of waterlillies.  It shows the stems of last summers waterlilies bent over and back in the water presumably to enable the dropping of seeds to the bottom of the pond – rebirth. I have accentuated this theme by enhancing, not creating, the light in the center of the plants.

I have returned of late to using duo or tritones as my modus operandi for toning black and whites. Here I love the velvety chocolate effect that the process creates. To me it seems almost edible.

Canon T2i with EF 70-200 f/4L USM lens at 122 mm, ISO 800, Aperture priority AE Mode, 1/400th sec at f/7.1 with no exposure compensation.

Liminal passage

Figure 1 – Leaf of autumn in the snow of winter, Audubon Habitat Wildlife Refuge, Belmont, MA. October 31, 2020. (c) DE Wolf 2021.

The seasons are symbolic of transition and passage. Spring waxes to summer, summer to fall, and then the waning of fall to winter, and finally rebirth winter to spring, then spring back to summer. It seems so appropriate to think of this in “Our winter of discontent.” Figure 1 is an image that I took after our first real snow back in October – it shows the precise instant of liminal passage from glorious autumn to a beautiful winter. It was an image taken in the muffled quietude of fresh snow at the Habitat Wildlife Refuge in Belmont, MA on October 31, 2020; so really still fall technically, although there is a discrepancy between astronomical and meteorological fall.

The golden leaf seems to shiver in the cold. Perhaps it was left behind to remind us of summer’s glory by Persephone on her journey to her winter in the underworld. It is a journey that she must endure for eating in desperation a few pomegranate seeds, which are a symbol of the indissolubility of her marriage to Hades.

Now that I am starting to see the buds and twig colors and the first robins that augur the coming of spring, I am thinking back three months to the moment of passage captured in this photograph. 

 

Chance favors the prepared mind

 

Figure 1 – Red-tailed hawk looking for lunch, Belmont, MA, January 21, 2021. (c) DE Wolf 2021.

My friend has five bird feeders on her deck – ready to attract any kind of bird except, this time of year, hummingbirds. In a sense her deck represents a smorgasbord for the birds. Today there were suddenly non birds and no squirrels at the feeder. Even the ravenous starlings were gone. All was quiet except for the fellow of Figure 1, a red-tailed hawk (Buteo jamaicensis). He was there for his own smorgasbord!

So much discussion about long lenses for bird photography! All I had at the ready was my iPhone XS. But since the house acted as a bird blind, I was able to get quite close. In the immortal words of Louis Pasteur.

“Dans les champs de l’observation le hasard ne favorise que les esprits préparés.”

“Chance favors the prepared mind!”

Wingaersheek Beach, Rocks in the Water

Figure 1 – Rocks at Wingaersheek Beach, Gloucester, MA. (c) DE Wolf 2021.

A very special favorite place is Wingaersheek Beach in Gloucester MA. The secret about New England beaches is that they are often best visited in winter when there are no clouds and there is a certain raw ruggedness to the sea. The image of Figure 1 was taken shortly after Christmas with my iPhone “view camera.” It was a black and white kind of day and, as always a tribute to Edward Weston. 

 

Great Horned Owl

Figure 1 – Great Horned Owl, male, Audubon Habitat Wildlife Refuge, Belmont, MA, January, 15, 2021. (c) DE Wolf 2021.

Since some point in July we have been looking for a well-known pair of great horned owls (Bubo virginianus) at Audubon Society’s Habitat Wildlife Refuge in Belmont, MA. There has been not a hoot and we feared that they had been frightened away by nearby construction – bang, bang, bang instead of hoot, hoot, hoot. The last couple of weeks they have been freshly sighted in their preferred grove, vey high up in a pine tree. On Sunday I was rewarded and big lens clumsily in hand as I tried to hold everything steady I obtained the image of Figure 1.

Owls are variously associated with knowledge, darkness, and the underworld. Most profoundly they symbolize illumination and guide us from the darkness. Seems hopeful and perhaps appropriate to the day.

Canon T2i with EF 100-400 f/4.5-5.6L IS  ISM lens at 300 mm, ISO 3200, Aperture Priority AE Mode 1/320 sec at f/7.1 with -1 exposure compensation.

Boxing Day on Plum Island II

Figure 1 – Winter Dunes, Parker River National Wildlife Refuge, Plum Island, MA, Boxing Day, December 26, 2020. (c) DE Wolf 2021.

Figure 1 is another photograph from the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge at Plum Island, Massachusetts taken on Boxing Day, December 26, 2020. So windy, so cold, so wonderful. This shows the exit from the beach, the path through the dunes with louring winter clouds. It is a thin remembrance of sunny summer days on the beach but magnificent in itself.

Salem in Winter

Figure 1 – Sunset, Salem Massachusetts, December 17, 2020. (c) DE Wolf 2021.

Winter is more than a season in New England. It is a feeling, a sense, and a mood. There is little light and the sky reflects a sense of brooding and foreboding. The City of Salem has a long history from its seventeenth century witch trials and hysteria to its heyday as a great seaport reflective of the magic wonder of the orient. And, of course, there is always Hester Prynne and the Scarlet Letter. All this churns in the western sky on a December afternoon after a snowstorm.

“There are many things in this world that a child must not ask about.”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter