Some mornings when I have nothing else on my agenda and the weather is pleasant, I like to step out onto the back patio and just sit for awhile. Such was the case last Saturday before it got so hot. There was a very gentle breeze...just a mile or two an hour...the temperature was just right, and there wasn't much in the way of loud sounds except for an occasional private airplane somewhere or the noise of the neighbor's outside air conditioner unit which cycled from time to time.
I went out shortly after getting up for the day, so was still in
a kind of wake up mode. It takes awhile,
as one gets older, to get the blood flowing and the brain engaged. That was me that morning as I went out on the
back patio. For awhile, I just sat in a
lawn chair on the brick patio, looking around.
Occasionally, someone would walk, jog, or bicycle on the path in the
park which is right behind us. And at
times I could hear the conversations of those in the park as they walked
together. But otherwise, the morning
seemed dull and lifeless...just an ordinary day. However, I was mistaken, as you will shortly
hear.
A man went by on an electric bicycle. Another man was walking, carrying what seemed
to me to be a huge backpack...the kind one might see being carried on a hike
into the wilderness. A few women jogged
by. And there were a couple of young
girls about age 5 or 6 who would find something of interest to look at, stop,
and chatter about their find. It was a
kind of normal mix of folks using the park path that morning before it got hot
later on.
Other than the park people, I didn't notice much of anything
happening around me until I happened to see a seed from a cottonwood tree
gently move in the breeze over the fish pond, then slowly drift into the
water. For some reason, that prompted me
to engage my senses a little better.
When I did, I noticed several things going on that I otherwise would
have missed. What follows are just some
of those things.
The neighbor's air conditioner unit was not running at the time,
so I was able to hear a dove calling in the distance. A house sparrow soon followed, along with a
tufted titmouse. A little later a blue
jay began a raucous call that alerted other jays in the neighborhood to also
begin to chatter. And, of course, there
are always cardinals, it seems, either where we can see them or hear them. That didn't happen this morning, though,
which was quite unusual. There was,
however, a squirrel somewhere in the woods who was chattering about something
or other...possibly a missus scolding her mate for something he either was or
wasn't doing.
I noticed a dragonfly sweeping back and forth over the fish
pond. They do that regularly, and I
enjoy watching them dart about as they do so.
I have wondered why they had such a fascination for the fish pond until
I read an article about them. They are,
it seems, voracious predators and love to fly over ponds and areas of lush
growth to capture mosquitos on the fly.
That would explain their occasional deviation from a normal flight
pattern as they maneuver themselves to capture a mosquito in flight.
Dragonflies are a fascinating creature. Many have a double set of wings that can flap
independently of each other in order to give them maximum maneuverability. They can fly in any direction and almost
instantly change course. They have been
recorded as generating as much as 9 G forces in sharp turns and can fly upwards
of 30 miles an hour. Their eyes are
better than ours, being able to process about 200 images per second. They can see 360 degrees around themselves. About 80 percent of their brain is devoted to
sight.
And then there were the butterflies that seem to be constantly
fluttering around. We are, for some
reason it seems, a sort of haven for a medium size white, or rather almost
white, butterfly that likes to flit around and land on an assortment of plants
we have in the yard. Not just one or two
butterflies, and not just for a day or two.
These things have been around for a couple of months now. I'll see half a dozen or more at any given
time. We occasionally have other
assorted butterflies, but these white ones are the most prominent.
I planted some parsley in a front yard flowerbed this year
hoping to attract swallowtail butterflies.
It seems to have worked because there are at least three caterpillars on
the plants, munching away. I also have
milkweed for monarchs, but have seen a precipitous drop off in the number of
monarchs coming through, and as far as I know I have not hosted any monarch
eggs or caterpillars as of yet. There's
still time, but it is growing short.
Then there are the assorted bees that like some of the plants we
have in our yard. I'm guessing that they
mostly come from the park behind us because the rest of our neighborhood is,
for the most part, well-tended yards and lawns.
Smallish bees, honeybees, and even bumblebees like the pretty much
constant flowering of the catmint and other flowering plants. They're gentle, and don't seem to mind my
looking at them rather close-up. Some
have obvious pollen pouches on their legs.
It's a good reminder of the variety of animal and plant life in this
creation.
It was beginning to get warm, so I got up to go back
inside. As I did so, I saw a small
garden snail about one half inch in diameter trudging toward me on his one foot
on the brick patio. What he was doing
half-way to the house on the brick, I haven't a clue. He was going away from anything resembling
his normal habitat, and probably to certain death. I carefully picked him up and took him to
some foliage around the fish pond.
Dropping him into the dense growth, I hoped he found a good place to
munch away on whatever may be in that undergrowth.
Although I didn't see any today, once in awhile I see a bull snake
or garter snake either sunning himself or sauntering casually into or out of
the undergrowth. We'll see deer by our
back fence, as well as raccoons, possums, and once in a while a wild turkey. We'll smell the unmistakable odor of a skunk
sometimes, and hear owls and coyotes in the late evening. Frogs will begin their choruses around
nightfall...some at our fish pond and others at the water retention pond not
far from us in the park.
So, in retrospect, the morning that at first began with nothing
special going on, quickly turned into a morning of discovery, pleasantness, and
appreciation for even what wildlife and nature that can be found in a well-kept
yard. So, open your eyes and ears to
what's around you. Notice the small
things. Care for those...such as the
snail...who cannot care for themselves.
I think you'll appreciate life and living much more.
Blessings.
Some mornings when I have nothing else on my agenda and the
weather is pleasant, I like to step out onto the back patio and just sit for
awhile. Such was the case last Saturday
before it got so hot. There was a very
gentle breeze...just a mile or two an hour...the temperature was just right,
and there wasn't much in the way of loud sounds except for an occasional
private airplane somewhere or the noise of the neighbor's outside air
conditioner unit which cycled from time to time.
I went out shortly after getting up for the day, so was still in
a kind of wake up mode. It takes awhile,
as one gets older, to get the blood flowing and the brain engaged. That was me that morning as I went out on the
back patio. For awhile, I just sat in a
lawn chair on the brick patio, looking around.
Occasionally, someone would walk, jog, or bicycle on the path in the
park which is right behind us. And at
times I could hear the conversations of those in the park as they walked
together. But otherwise, the morning
seemed dull and lifeless...just an ordinary day. However, I was mistaken, as you will shortly
hear.
A man went by on an electric bicycle. Another man was walking, carrying what seemed
to me to be a huge backpack...the kind one might see being carried on a hike
into the wilderness. A few women jogged
by. And there were a couple of young
girls about age 5 or 6 who would find something of interest to look at, stop,
and chatter about their find. It was a
kind of normal mix of folks using the park path that morning before it got hot
later on.
Other than the park people, I didn't notice much of anything
happening around me until I happened to see a seed from a cottonwood tree
gently move in the breeze over the fish pond, then slowly drift into the
water. For some reason, that prompted me
to engage my senses a little better.
When I did, I noticed several things going on that I otherwise would
have missed. What follows are just some
of those things.
The neighbor's air conditioner unit was not running at the time,
so I was able to hear a dove calling in the distance. A house sparrow soon followed, along with a
tufted titmouse. A little later a blue
jay began a raucous call that alerted other jays in the neighborhood to also
begin to chatter. And, of course, there
are always cardinals, it seems, either where we can see them or hear them. That didn't happen this morning, though,
which was quite unusual. There was,
however, a squirrel somewhere in the woods who was chattering about something
or other...possibly a missus scolding her mate for something he either was or
wasn't doing.
I noticed a dragonfly sweeping back and forth over the fish
pond. They do that regularly, and I
enjoy watching them dart about as they do so.
I have wondered why they had such a fascination for the fish pond until
I read an article about them. They are,
it seems, voracious predators and love to fly over ponds and areas of lush
growth to capture mosquitos on the fly.
That would explain their occasional deviation from a normal flight
pattern as they maneuver themselves to capture a mosquito in flight.
Dragonflies are a fascinating creature. Many have a double set of wings that can flap
independently of each other in order to give them maximum maneuverability. They can fly in any direction and almost
instantly change course. They have been
recorded as generating as much as 9 G forces in sharp turns and can fly upwards
of 30 miles an hour. Their eyes are
better than ours, being able to process about 200 images per second. They can see 360 degrees around themselves. About 80 percent of their brain is devoted to
sight.
And then there were the butterflies that seem to be constantly
fluttering around. We are, for some
reason it seems, a sort of haven for a medium size white, or rather almost
white, butterfly that likes to flit around and land on an assortment of plants
we have in the yard. Not just one or two
butterflies, and not just for a day or two.
These things have been around for a couple of months now. I'll see half a dozen or more at any given
time. We occasionally have other
assorted butterflies, but these white ones are the most prominent.
I planted some parsley in a front yard flowerbed this year
hoping to attract swallowtail butterflies.
It seems to have worked because there are at least three caterpillars on
the plants, munching away. I also have
milkweed for monarchs, but have seen a precipitous drop off in the number of
monarchs coming through, and as far as I know I have not hosted any monarch
eggs or caterpillars as of yet. There's
still time, but it is growing short.
Then there are the assorted bees that like some of the plants we
have in our yard. I'm guessing that they
mostly come from the park behind us because the rest of our neighborhood is,
for the most part, well-tended yards and lawns.
Smallish bees, honeybees, and even bumblebees like the pretty much
constant flowering of the catmint and other flowering plants. They're gentle, and don't seem to mind my
looking at them rather close-up. Some
have obvious pollen pouches on their legs.
It's a good reminder of the variety of animal and plant life in this
creation.
It was beginning to get warm, so I got up to go back
inside. As I did so, I saw a small
garden snail about one half inch in diameter trudging toward me on his one foot
on the brick patio. What he was doing
half-way to the house on the brick, I haven't a clue. He was going away from anything resembling
his normal habitat, and probably to certain death. I carefully picked him up and took him to
some foliage around the fish pond.
Dropping him into the dense growth, I hoped he found a good place to
munch away on whatever may be in that undergrowth.
Although I didn't see any today, once in awhile I see a bull snake
or garter snake either sunning himself or sauntering casually into or out of
the undergrowth. We'll see deer by our
back fence, as well as raccoons, possums, and once in a while a wild turkey. We'll smell the unmistakable odor of a skunk
sometimes, and hear owls and coyotes in the late evening. Frogs will begin their choruses around
nightfall...some at our fish pond and others at the water retention pond not
far from us in the park.
So, in retrospect, the morning that at first began with nothing
special going on, quickly turned into a morning of discovery, pleasantness, and
appreciation for even what wildlife and nature that can be found in a well-kept
yard. So, open your eyes and ears to
what's around you. Notice the small
things. Care for those...such as the
snail...who cannot care for themselves.
I think you'll appreciate life and living much more.
Blessings.