It has been raining off and on over the last few days, along with thunderstorms. Our walking has been cut to a minimum. Last month we took a trip to Huntley Meadows, another place we haven't been to in over a year. It was so good to get back. There is a path through the wood, which eventually takes you to a fork. The left trail goes through more woods and eventually gets you to the marshland. The right fork gets you to that marshland very quickly. This is the one we usually take.
From a previous post where I shared my son's photos, here's a few more Cicadas I took for you. I promise this will probably be the last time I will share their photos for a long time. It has rained hard over the last few days, and they went very quiet. Twice now when I have thought maybe we wouldn't see them any more of them, the rain stopped and they were back at full decibels. I think we may have a couple of more weeks yet before they disappear for another 17 years.
Brood X has left quite an impression on me. I have actually enjoyed the experience. You can read about them at this link. The collage below is comprised of photos from the deck at the back of our house. I was out there when I noticed the interesting transformation on this one. It is shedding its final skin. The insect emerges very pale but it slowly gets darker once its body hardens. Those pale wings in the middle bottom photo remind of those I see on fairies in book illustrations. And a collage of those I saw at Huntley Meadows.
One more photo and that's it, I'll go onto other things I saw that day.For instance, trees! It seemed incredibly lush and green that day. I was so happy to be out in the sunshine and in the wood with all those trees, I wanted to go hug every one of them. “Never say there is nothing beautiful in the world anymore. There is always something to make you wonder in the shape of a tree, the trembling of a leaf.”
~Albert Schweitzer~
“For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.”
~Martin Luther~
“Ancient trees are precious. There is little else on Earth that plays host to such a rich community of life within a single living organism.”
~Sir David Attenborough~
“The trees encountered on a country stroll
Reveal a lot about that country’s soul…
A culture is no better than its woods.”
~W.H.Auden~
We are almost through the wood and we are getting close to where the beavers hang out.
We didn't see any North American Beavers today. A bit too early for them to appear. There were signs of them everywhere. Do you see the two dams they built along that stream? I have seen much larger and longer ones nearby.Next you can see more of their handiwork. One felled tree and two pointy trunks sticking up out of the water, off center right in the same photo...
The frogs were out also today and another critter friend, but that's for next time.
“For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.”
