The Daily Forest Report July 25, 2015 Perspectives
by nielskunze on July 25, 2015
Perhaps worlds, realms, dimensions are just assemblages of perspectives… confluence and congruence.
Looking East
The Rockies are young and rugged, the newcomers here… sometimes harsh and blustery.
Idyllic at the Lookout
More than just idyllic, the western Purcells are the glory and the inspiration of the old natural order in complex integration. I’ve taken this picture a hundred times at least… and I’m still not tired of it.
High Bush Cranberries
The forage is more than fantastic right now. The perspective of scarcity has lost the will to live. I love the tart cranberries as they’re coming ripe now. I’m getting thirty to forty berries a day… before the mosquitoes hustle me along. The saskatoons are nearly done, and the raspberries are winding down for a lack of recent rain… but looking out my window, there may be a revival in store! The choke cherries are moving past red and into the purple-black that signals the bitterness and astringency have abated. There’s fierce competition between me and the birds to take the choke cherries just as they become ready… and even Sitka partakes of the lowest hanging fruit.
Luck Lies Bleeding
And she still comes up with various rabbit parts more days than not. (Unfortunately, this now means that it’s time for the whole family to get de-wormed again– myself included. Wild rabbit is perhaps the most common vector for tapeworm infestation; Sitka has begun to shed tapeworm segments again… d’oh!)
Well Hidden
Our old friend, the Other Hawk, has been tracking us daily, but she is staying mostly out of sight. In the above picture, I only saw where she landed in the tree and blindly snapped a pic of the specific area. Happily, during photo editing, I found her looking right at me! She seems to be in observation mode.
Young Grouse
It’s really a wonder that we haven’t already stepped on a few grouse; they’re everywhere!
Above the Fray
The dogs are so intrigued by these birds who fly so reluctantly. They’ll mill about beneath such a tree, presumably hoping that one of them might fall from its perch into their gaping mouths– no such luck… yet. (But I understand they’re very delicious!)
Perspectives are daily changing; worlds teeter and clash… and we try to watch contentedly in anticipation…
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