How many times have I walked around Jamaica Pond? Hundreds, possibly more in thirty years. And how many shots do I have of this tiny island? Lots. Because it's a great subject, just sitting there, always changing with season and time of day and weather - it's a predictable challenge, if that's a thing.
The island's willow fell over some years ago and there was general dismay. As is clear, that was a temporary setback and the tree continues to if not thrive then at least cling to this small patch of earth. Tenacious! Its roots are more visible than the earth into which they grow.
This was a windy day, a nor'easter in the summertime. It was a delight to notice the ways in which this supple willow danced with the wind, making light of what had taken so many limbs of less flexible trees. It's too easy to draw lessons here and it's been done already. For me it was mostly just fun to watch.
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