The party went well. I am fairly certain a good time was had by all. Everyone looked happy. That’s usually a good sign.
(This morning’s view of the pond.)
It’s day one of my commitment to get outside and enjoy the great outdoors every day for a year. The first full day of autumn here in the Bogs started out thick with fog. The morning fog is one of the things I like best about this season. It feels almost magical to go out and walk in the mists of Breezy Acres.
Sound has an odd quality to it when it has to move through the fog. Sound is muffled and it can be difficult to tell where it is coming from. This morning’s fog was filled with the call of birds, mostly crows cawing from the trees in the woods, but they often sounded as if they were surrounding the pond rather than at the back of it. A chevron-shaped line of geese came by while I was out, honking out their traveling song. Ted Andrews in his book Animal-Speak: The Spiritual & Magical Powers of Creatures Great & Small lists the keynote for the goose as The Call of the Quest and Travels to Legendary Places. And for those interested in crows, it is The Secret Magic of Creation is Calling. Both seem to fit my new adventure quite well. It is almost as if they were there to remind me of why I am doing this.
As the fog lifted it left behind a shimmer of dew drops covering everything. My feet were soaked by the time I finished my walk around the pond.
They were also covered with grass. M has been mowing the grass this week. It’s the first time since the beginning of August, I think. The grass hasn’t been growing much without the rain to help it along.
The spiders had obviously been busy overnight and in the early morning hours. There were all kinds of webs spun all over the place. Long lines of webs stretched from grass to trees and across the top of the paddle boat.
I found this butterfly waving its wings. I’m not sure but I think it was trying to dry its wings. I’m also not sure it is a butterfly. I looked up the difference between moths and butterflies. One of the differences is that a moth sits with its wings open whereas a butterfly sits with them closed behind its back. The creature pictured above was slowly opening and closing its wings as it sat there so that particular hint was no help. Another difference can be found on the antennae. The butterfly’s antennae are club-like with a swollen tip. The moth’s are feathery.
Another thing I enjoy about the fog is the softness it creates. Everything has a kind of blur to it, spreading its color softly in the background the way the goldenrod is showing off its yellows in the photo above. (Side note: I’ve really been drawn to yellows lately. I blame it on the goldenrod.)
And to my friends in the southern hemisphere, Happy Spring!
It will not feel like autumn here today or tomorrow. Our high temperature is expected to be in the 90’s with lots of humidity to go with that heat. We may even break a record.
It’s too bad I can’t bottle some of it up to take with me on my walks when the temperatures dip below freezing in January. I’d best enjoy it now while I can.
(Garden spider and her web.)
I went out for a short walk on Sunday just to see what’s happening around the pond these days. The goldenrod is blooming, leaves are starting to detach from the willow trees and fly with the wind, and the birds are beginning to gather together in great flocks.
Our late-blooming sunflowers are opening. A pair of doves living in the spruce tree near the sunflowers are teaching their young one to fly so it can leave the nest and go out on its own.
There are butterflies dancing all over the place, moving from flower to flower and color to color on their way to wherever the butterflies go when they migrate.
The days are still warm but you can feel the change in the air, the coming of autumn. Nights are getting a little cooler. The canning and freezing season is in full force now, Mother Nature providing us with the bounty to get through another winter.
In other news…
I am breathing new life back into Bountiful Healing (my other blog). In Choosing a sunflower I explain some of my reasons why. Please join me over there from time to time. And don’t be surprised if I eventually go back to BH as my primary blog.