I woke this morning and slowly cracked open a sleepy eye.
Viper's Bugloss
The first thing I saw through the bedroom window was a big, bright, round moon. I had gone to bed late the night before after a long day in the garden, and I thought I would sleep until sunrise. At 4:30 am there was no sign of daylight, but the moon was doing a good job of lighting up the yard. Maybe this would be a good time to plant some small lupines I had started from seed. It really was a beautiful morning and I felt something special might come from planting flowers in the moonlight. Anyway, it sure felt right.
Once the sun came up, I drove down the road to have a look at the bald eagle’s nest near the river.
Great Blue Heron
The young eagles are nearly feathered out, and are almost ready to leave the nest. In fact, one of them was standing on a branch a few feet from the nest. She had become a “brancher”, a young bird who is about to fledge. Her sibling was still standing in the nest but, before the day is through, I’ll bet both young birds will be branchers. Try to imagine what that first flight out into the new world must feel like. How could we earthbound humans ever realize how wonderful it must feel to spread our wings and fly, to know the magic of being between the earth and sun, as free as a bird?
As I drove slowly along the country roads that would take me home, some pretty blue flowers caught my eye. I pulled over for a closer look at several dozen green spikes covered with dark blue flowers, Viper’s Bugloss.
Yellow Flag
They are beautiful, non-native flowers that grow where the soil has been disturbed. They looked extra pretty mixed together with some white Shasta daisies.
Another reason to drive slowly is the birds I see, the ones I may not notice if I were driving too fast. I’ve often wondered whether we drive faster because our lives are going faster. We rush by everything that is worth slowing down for: Mother Nature. All she asks is that you slow down and notice her as you drive along. She would like you to slowly return to the pace that was naturally intended for us.
Painted Turtle Laying Eggs
I may drive slowly but I get a lot of mileage out of the roads I travel in terms of how much I learn and see. If I were driving too fast, I wouldn’t have noticed the majestic Great Blue heron standing in the dead tree limbs. How proud he looked as he stood there pondering the earth around him. I wondered what he was thinking. More likely, he was just living in the moment, like always. One thing’s for sure, I’ll wager there’s never been any bird or animal that watches a car go by and wonders: Where are they going so fast?
I continued on my slow motion journey, and soon pulled over to get a closer look at more pretty flowers. This time it’s a tall patch of yellow flags (Yellow iris). Like the Viper’s Bugloss, they are not native to North America. I like them.
Why Did the Snapper Cross the Road?
They are showy and beautiful, and they are the only Yellow irises that grow in the wild.
I turn down a gravel road that follows the river. The first thing I notice is a painted turtle at the edge of the road a little way ahead of me. She had dug a shallow hole in the sand at the edge of the gravel road and was laying her eggs. She still had wet vegetation on her shell from the nearby pond. As I drive slowly along that four-mile stretch of gravel road, I see five more painted turtles. Today is surely a turtle day.
Yellow Tiger & Giant Black Swallowtails
At the end of the road there was one last turtle to see before turning onto the paved highway. A single snapping turtle, about the size of half an apple, made me stop for him while he crossed the road. I don’t mind sharing the road with wildlife. It may be hard to believe but their destinations are as important as ours.
I’m very pleased to see so many butterflies again this summer, especially the Yellow tiger swallowtails. They add so much to the already beautiful, lush, green landscape as they glide along on their big, yellow wings. Some Black swallowtails have been showing up the past few days to make the butterfly show even better.
Angelica
On the opposite side of the road from the snapping turtle was a patch of tall cow parsnips. They sport a large white cluster of tiny white flowers the size of a dinner plate on a hollow stalk six to eight feet tall. When I look very closely at the tiny white flowers, I notice a very tiny white crab spider. She seems to be having a conversation with a tiny beetle while on her walk through the flower garden.
I love the tiny, close-up world of nature. There is so much more to see when we look closely. This takes time, but sacrificing a little time helps us understand how to live in the moment. The “moment” is the only aspect of time that all living things relate to. Humans obsessively regulate time to suit their needs, but the simple act of stopping to smell a flower or listen to a songbird can put us in that timeless moment.
Naturally Yours,
Dan
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Sounds like you really enjoy watching wildlife and writing about it!