Robert “Coyokiztil” Quesada, founder of the Calpulli Coyoxochitl dance group, performs a dance of thanksgiving at the Indigenous Peoples Day celebration in Newton.

Robert “Coyokiztil” Quesada, founder of the Calpulli Coyoxochitl dance group, performs a dance of thanksgiving at the Indigenous Peoples Day celebration in Newton.

A swan glides past branches lining the Charles River.

The rich, red tones of these onions piled in a bin at a local farm stand seem to reflect the season.

Another round number birthday – a time for self reflection, and another self-portrait. If you missed the last one, you can find it here:
Self Portrait at 70 – Son of a Birch

I took this picture a few days ago from a bridge over the Charles River in Natick, at the Broadmoor Audubon sanctuary. Most of the yellow area in this picture is usually under water. But because of this year’s drought, the river banks have widened into a broad, marshy area. Sweet smelling water marigolds have taken advantage of the situation to spread out their range.

We spent last week at Sandy Island on Lake Winnepesaukee, New Hampshire. Friday mornings there are devoted to a water carnival, including events like the no paddle canoe race and canoe wars, an aquatic free for all where the object is to sink all your opponents’ canoes and be the last boat afloat. This photo is from the race.

A photo from the early ’70s. But it could have been last week.

I recently went on a photo outing into Boston with the intention of taking candid pictures of people. At first I was annoyed that it was almost impossible to photograph people who were not using their cell phones. Then I realized, that’s what people look like now. I wondered, would visitors from an alien culture think that someone or something is controlling us through those strange little boxes? Would they be wrong?

I don’t usually reuse pictures I’ve posted before, but I think the weather this week calls for an exception to that rule.

A scene from a summer evening in Boston.
