Saturday, June 3, 2017

It's bloomin' natural come Summer #phenology

It's a sultry Saturday at Summer's start. I spent much of the morning investigating access to the North Branch of the Sunrise River. More on that in a future posting. For today, let's just enjoy some of the wildflowers that were blooming this morning. I'm noticing that knowing the neighbor's names helps me feel more at hope in the neighborhood.

Earth laughs in flowers. --e.e. Cummings Ralph Waldo Emerson


lupine, sheep sorrel and hoary puccoon at Carlos Avery Wildlife Management Area
lupine, sheep sorrel and hoary puccoon at Carlos Avery Wildlife Management Area
Photo by J. Harrington

prairie smoke at Carlos Avery Wildlife Management Area
prairie smoke at Carlos Avery Wildlife Management Area
Photo by J. Harrington

goat's beard at Carlos Avery Wildlife Management Area
goat's beard at Carlos Avery Wildlife Management Area
Photo by J. Harrington

wild geranium at Wild River State Park
wild geranium at Wild River State Park
Photo by J. Harrington


Wildflowers


By Reginald Gibbons


Coleridge carefully wrote down a whole page
of them, all beginning with the letter b.
Guidebooks preserve our knowledge
of their hues and shapes, their breeding.
Many poems have made delicate word-chimes—
like wind-chimes not for wind but for the breath of man—
out of their lovely names.
At the edge of the prairie in a cabin
when thunder comes closer to thump the roof hard
a few of them—in a corner, brittle in a dry jar
where a woman’s thoughtful hand left them to fade—
seem to blow with the announcing winds outside
as the rain begins to fall on all their supple kin
of all colors, under a sky of one color, or none. 


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