purple love grass and bush clover in August
Photo by J. Harrington
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Thinking back over the Summer now almost entirely past, we have no recollection seeing any snakes or turtles; fewer sightings of turkeys [than most years]; no bucks in velvet; plus, we know we missed several local patches of wildflowers while they were in bloom. On the other hand, we did see our first monarch chrysalis; our first katydid; we also noticed several tree frogs and American toads; plus the usual mix of songbirds but with fewer exotics than most years.
a pair of whooping cranes, an endangered species
Photo by J. Harrington
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Although we still haven't labeled the photos, our visit to the International Crane Foundation let us see more kinds of cranes than ever before. A second trip this year to the Aldo Leopold Foundation's buildings near Baraboo let us see many sandhill cranes and Canada geese gleaning some harvested small grain fields between the city and the Foundation's buildings. In between our two trips to Baraboo, we visited the driftless area around Viroqua. Unfortunately, several of those valleys suffered severe flooding several weeks after our visit. Perhaps another visit next Summer would be in order, to help restore local economies eroded this Summer.
Autumn Grasses
In fields of bush clover and hay-scent grass the autumn moon takes refuge The cricket’s song is gold Zeshin’s loneliness taught him this Who is coming? What will come to pass, and pass? Neither bruise nor sweetness nor cool air not-knowing knows the way And the moon? Who among us does not wander, and flare and bow to the ground? Who does not savor, and stand open if only in secret taking heart in the ripening of the moon? (Shibata Zeshin, Autumn Grasses, two-panel screen)
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