{"id":774,"date":"2013-07-07T13:46:42","date_gmt":"2013-07-07T13:46:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/?p=774"},"modified":"2013-07-07T13:46:42","modified_gmt":"2013-07-07T13:46:42","slug":"the-daily-forest-report-july-7-2013-okay-its-not-all-butterflies-and-rainbows","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/?p=774","title":{"rendered":"The Daily Forest Report July 7, 2013 Okay, It&#8217;s Not All Butterflies and Rainbows"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/Screen-Shot-2013-07-06-at-6.16.28-PM.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-775\" alt=\"Screen Shot 2013-07-06 at 6.16.28 PM\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/Screen-Shot-2013-07-06-at-6.16.28-PM.png\" width=\"663\" height=\"229\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/Screen-Shot-2013-07-06-at-6.16.28-PM.png 663w, http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/Screen-Shot-2013-07-06-at-6.16.28-PM-300x103.png 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 663px) 100vw, 663px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I had just written in my notebook the day before &#8220;I am feeling less and less a visitor to the forest as I&#8217;ve always been, and finally feel to be an active <em>participant<\/em> in forest life instead.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Not so fast, Niels,&#8221; answered the forest. &#8220;There&#8217;s still the matter of your initiation.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The fist part of my walk had Whitetail keeping just out of sight, as though the deer were keeping a close eye on me. They&#8217;ve taken to making this snorting\/whistling sound through their noses whenever I am near. I had heard it before occasionally, but now they do it all the time&#8230; like they wish to be in constant communication. They escorted me to the tenements of Ground Squirrel (gopher).<\/p>\n<p>The boroughs (burrows) were all aghast with excitement and distress&#8230; and it had nothing to do with me. As I stepped into their frantic midst I quickly learned what all the hubbub was about. A very large bird of prey (predominantly brown) flew up from the ground where evidently it had been feasting. Ground Squirrel was lamenting the loss of one of its community members. I did catch the bird&#8217;s flight on my GoPro, but it was too far away to be of any practical use for lifting a suitable photo. The incident was just a quick reminder that although the forest&#8217;s main attitude is one of playfulness, it may become deadly serious in an instant. Right, note taken.<\/p>\n<p>Shortly thereafter I came across a patch of scarred earth on a tiny hillock. A particular plant that had been mostly uprooted piqued my curiosity. I tugged it free from the place where it still clung in vain hope&#8211; little did I know that them were load-bearing roots. Those roots were helping to support the entrance to a wasp&#8217;s nest&#8230; which I quickly found out as a wasp landed on the back of my hand and immediately proceeded to sting me. Ouch!<\/p>\n<p>It took me a moment to figure out what was going on. Fortunately, instinct had me immediately back off as I assessed the situation. Suddenly there was a whole bunch of wasps angrily milling about, looking for someone to sting. I must apologize for the poor quality of today&#8217;s picture, but I was very hesitant to shove my GoPro too close to the entrance where the wasps maintained their vigil. I only got stung the one time as I stood a couple of feet away filming my would-be attackers. It seems that as long as I showed no further aggression toward their home, they were willing to let me off with a mere warning. Right, note taken.<\/p>\n<p>The sting on the back of my hand swelled up to a bump just slightly larger than a mosquito bite and was more annoying than actually painful. I took that to be my official forest initiation&#8230; not too bad; I can live with it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I had just written in my notebook the day before &#8220;I am feeling less and less a visitor to the forest as I&#8217;ve always been, and finally feel to be an active participant in forest life instead.&#8221; &#8220;Not so fast, (&hellip;)<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/?p=774\">Read the rest of this entry &raquo;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[20],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-774","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daily-forest-report"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/774","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=774"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/774\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":776,"href":"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/774\/revisions\/776"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=774"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=774"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.nielskunze.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=774"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}