• clouds,  landscape,  natural areas

    What are the Stories

    Cottonwood on Fisher Natre Trailu
    Cottonwood on Fisher Nature Trail

    There are times I wish I could sit at the base of a tree and listen to the stories it has to tell. What changes has it seen in it’s life? How many bird songs has it heard in its life? Does it feel ignored when so many people walk by and really never looked at it? I touch it and feel it toughness. Solid and firm. I see it’s scars, the twisted and broken branches that its sustained through the years. How many eagles and hawks have perched themselves on it’s branches awaiting the unsuspecting field mouse. Yes, I would read a book of stories written by a tree.

    “A tree says: My strength is trust. I know nothing about my fathers, I know nothing about the thousand children that every year spring out of me. I live out the secret of my seed to the very end, and I care for nothing else. I trust that God is in me. I trust that my labor is holy. Out of this trust I live.”

    Hermann Hesse
  • Cityscapes/Urban,  natural areas,  trees

    Games Been Canceled

    Welp, looks like winter wanted to showoff one more time this year. About 4 inches of snow on my car this morning. It is another wet and heavy snow, full of moisture. A lot of trees are leaning over from the weight. I suspect their will be a few snowmen made today. Streets are wet and clean. So, if you’re out and about this morning you will have a dirty car. Thank goodness it’s not cold. 🙂 Happy Sunday.

  • grass,  leaves,  Plants

    Caught

    Caught in the Grass
    Caught in the Grass

    I found this leaf caught in the tall grass along the Fisher Nature Area. It seemed to be suspended in the air so I took a shot. When we take the time to notice each leaf has a specific look. The shape, color, and size are all dependent on how much light, water, nutrients, insects and weather. I walked past this leaf a couple days after taking this image and it was gone. I assume blown away during one of the windy days or disturbed by someone passing by.

  • grass,  natural areas,  sunsets

    It’s the Walk

    Sunset Walk
    Sunset Walk

    On my walk through the Fisher Nature area I cross an open field of knee high tall bluestem grass. I tickles my bare legs as I walk through the grass. Every once in a while I’ll startle, and be startled, by a field mouse or notice a fox watching me. Butterflies follow along and of course the birds let me know with their song how much they enjoy the meadow and surrounding trees. I also believe their song is my invitation to enjoy the medow along with them. Of course, I’m always enjoying the light cast across the field. No matter how many photos I have of that field I’ve never really been satisfied with the images I bring home. Yet, I will continue to carry my camera and take photos as I walk through the field. The walk is what it’s about, anyway.