Unbound and Unbroken

Frigates in Flight at Sunset, San Cristóbal, Galápagos (c)2010 James Glennon

“Red-tailed hawk shooting down the canyon, put me on that wind he rides….”

John Hiatt, “Before I Go,” Crossing Muddy Waters

Unbound.

It can mean unmoored, which has a negative cast. A seacraft untethered and adrift. People disconnected from the beings and world around them.

But, like John Hiatt’s red-tailed hawks, it can also mean soaring, not constricted in movement or by gravitational pull. Floating and exploring in wide open spaces. In free flight, not freefall.

Sails and netting unfurling and clouds and banners weaving their way across a cloudless sky. Ribbons of fish. Animals safely roaming.

Unbounded.

Sea lions voguing. Starlings’ murmurations.

Voices carrying, over time and space. In gentle reminders and spirited song and animated discussion.

Breaking free. Taking off.

Dreams. Hope.

Grief.

Love.

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Author: Stephanie

In her spare time, Stephanie has published articles and delivered talks in arcane fields like forensic evidentiary issues, statistical presentations of human and canine DNA testing, jury instructions, and expert scientific witness preparation. She attended law school near the the banks of the Charles River and loves that dirty water; she will always think of Boston as her home. You are welcome to take a look at her Facebook author page, or follow @SMartinGlennon on Twitter and @schnitzelpond on Instagram. Bonus points for anyone who understands the Instagram handle. All content on this blog, unless otherwise attributed, is (c) 2012-2023 by Stephanie M. Glennon and should not be reproduced (in any form other than re-blogging in accordance with the wee Wordpress buttons at the bottom of each post) without the express permission of the domain holder.

32 thoughts on “Unbound and Unbroken”

    1. Thank you! The colorful unfurling airborne nets are from a very photogenic art installation in downtown Boston, where the (very heavy!) nets were strung in sections between two high-rise buildings near the Rose Kennedy Greenway. It was particularly delightful in high winds.

    2. I’m having technical difficulties (again), so I don’t know if my reply “took”: it’s kinetic installation art in downtown Boston (no longer there) that caught the wind and was magical.

    1. Way too much. I’ve got to get about defying gravity (though I’m not sure what my theoretical physicist father up there would have to say about it).

  1. It doesn’t work to click the like button – nothing happens. But, I really like your post with wonderful photos and soaring clouds and birds. Love the silhouette of frigate birds.

    1. Thank you….if the absence of a working “like” button isn’t a plot, I’m going to assume this is my lot in blogging now that my little computer engineer isn’t in the house.

    1. Thank you! I should have given my daughter and late husband credit for the Scarlet Macaws…..just astonishing for them to have been able to see that.

    1. Thank you (love your WordPress handle)–I’m realizing that I’ve been very fixated on where the ocean meets the sky, for possibly sensible psychological reasons, now that I think about it. In Dublin I first saw how I was drawn to take photos of where heaven meets the earth and sea.

      P.S. Apparently fixated for a decade now (see post, “When Heaven Meets the Earth and Sea”)! My comments section is better than traditional therapy!

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