Sunday, November 20, 2016

We're here - where are you?


photo by Valerie, known as Alice

For the months of October and November, Gary and Jim have had one other person join them for each of the monthly walks.


acorns and beech leaves,
rushing water where
last month,
silent and dry,
moss on every surface,
water roar, hello -
the river turns, turns
and moves on.

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preserve companion

James McCarthy photo

Rustle of Dry Leaves

walking the path
down to the river


crash of pine branches
startled
a big bird flies off

turkey or spruce grouse
oh-wow-an owl
eyes black as coal

alights on pine

large and stocky
rounded head
no ear tufts
mottled brown wings
white breast
vertical brown bars

ah, then, a barred owl

swamp owl
hoot owl
eight hooter
wood owl
rain owl
le chat-huant du Nord
(hooting cat of the North)

sit down
watching
waiting

to see
what
comes next

owl stares back
as curious about me
as I am about it

head turns,
looks behind
slow turns back

holding the gaze
one minute,
two, three

time slows until
a whisper of feathers
owl flies off

ghost flight

into the woods

rustle of dry leaves
walking the path
down to the river


Jim McCarthy

Thursday, October 20, 2016

from a rock found...

from a rock found in an abandoned quarry on the Cathance Road


Mineral Forest
John Howard

looking for the mushroom homelands

looking for the mushroom homelands
wondering where the birds have gone

James McCarthy photo

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Anna Lin - age 7

Morning comes
the creatures awake
each day after the next
they begin to awake
bears and bobcats
lizards and toads
they all arise
Who knows what?


I saw a baby newt in a log
I saw a nut-finch and two tadpoles
The colors were beautiful.


Kylee and Abby and me were pretending
to be under attacked.
My mom and dad
were the monsters

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Burning leaves float
on murky water shadows.
I am grateful for
each moment of peace.

Clay


photo by James McCarthy


clouds and sun, what fun
hiking with a friend
along the river with many bends
thank you for fall colors
perfect weather for cultivating
deeper friendships as
new Mainers

Betty B and Nancy S

Sunday, September 18, 2016

sept. 18 - low water and lion's mane



Here we quiet and listen
to tree speak - birch's whisper
river rush and red squirrel song

Here we linger and learn
dance of the dragonfly
frolic of the tree frog

Here we practice just being

Hannah Gosselin, with Leland and Caiden

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I absorb the silence
cocooned by the trees
watch light dance from
water to rock

I balance on roots
peek around bends and
startle turtles into hiding

Peeking through windows at
ecology lessons sparking that
part of myself. Inspired to
remember the wood and the wild.
My feet will pass this way again.

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We don't usually respond to the writing found in the trail journal at the ecology center map kiosk,
but this one asks for a response. Someone wrote:

"I saw a bunch of cool rocks
and I collected them"

Please remember that the idea of the Preserve is yes to Preserve - if you see cool rocks, or any cool thing, please try to preserve them in your memory, maybe take a picture, draw or paint the image, write a poem or journal note about it but please leave it here, for others (and not just humans) to enjoy, to use, to remember. Thank you.

Monday, August 29, 2016

Dragonfly walk with David Reed

(David Reed and Hunter looking at dragonflies)

Two photos by James McCarthy

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After the dragonflies

Dragonflies were as common as sunlight
hovering in their own days
backward forward and sideways
as if they were memory
now there are grown-ups hurrying
who never saw one
and do not know what they
are not seeing
the veins in a dragonfly's wings
were made of light
the veins in the leaves knew them
and the flowing rivers
the dragonflies came out of the color of water
knowing their own way
when we appeared in their eyes
we were strangers
they took their light with them when they went
there will be no one to remember us

W S Merwin
from "Garden Time"


From the CREA logbook:


pretty water we did see
many crows we did hear
we marveled at the huge tree
the trails and sky were so clear
a toad and squirrel did appear
thank you God for your creation
please be with our troubled nation

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and then there were two
did you see what flew?
our tea tastes like broth
isn't that a beautiful moth?

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we listened to the bullfrogs
sing their songs
banging away
like the strings on a guitar
bang
bank
bong

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The Heath

a visit with tranquility
any time of year
on a trail for all ability
and natural so near
to appreciate fresh air and breeze
conversing with the trees
and distant sounds close to town
imposing on the peace
that amplifies the silent space
all around the Heath

S R French

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Birdsong delight

on a summer day
the birds have introduced themselves to me

I stopped in my tracks to see
what winged creature was looking my way
chirping a greeting or wailing a warning
birds of all voice have flown in my face
eye to eye or out of sight
they signalled their presence in broad daylight
and made themselves known for whatever reason
they have become
a natural encounter where i am
to brighten the day with a song

S R French

Monday, June 20, 2016

walking to Head of the Tide



Head of Tide Park

Heron at the river's mouth
falling water, follow the water
bracken fern on the way to the water
feldspar roads, on the way to the water
sunlight and wind
on the way to the water

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How curious, to explore, to discover, to
feel so new... and yet, to be at home?
...Don't you think?
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Fotographicus McCarthyosus




A God of the Cathance


Photographs by Neil Gallagher