The Daily Forest Report February 17, 2015 Glimpses In Transition
by nielskunze on February 17, 2015
While the rest of North America seems to still be firmly in the grip of winter, we’ve moved on to the next phase.
Glimpses Through the Trees
I’m trying to get new angles on the same spectacular world…
The Milling Crowd
We’re in transition. The old lunar year has come to an end, while the new lunar year doesn’t officially begin until April 18. This is the time we reshuffle the deck and deal a new game.
Despite My Worn Out Shoes
Clearly, I need a new pair of shoes, but nevertheless, it feels terrific to ditch the big heavy winter boots in favour of my ‘ballet slippers with killer gription.’ I get to walk silently now, feeling the contours of the landscape with every step, gripping the ground with my toes, settling into my more natural gait. You may have also noticed the rolled up cuff of my jeans. I still get hand-me-downs from my 81-year-old Dad. We’re both virtually the same size, but where I’m long in the torso, he’s long of leg. Free pants, man!
Winter Slopes…
Even as winter slopes toward spring, I need to remind you that more than thirty mountaintops are visible from the Mesa!
Stretching Yawning Horizons
Pick a direction, any direction; it doesn’t much matter; there’s no disappointment here!
Northern Peaks
It’s easy to imagine the end of the world just beyond the serrated edge of mountain ranges, but there’s something in these gazes which go on undeniably forever.
Poor Little Ski Hill
Our poor little ski hill could use a little free advertising… Remember, your lift ticket gets you a free soak in the natural hot springs too!
Emerald Cove
No hot springs here, but the natural beauty sets the heart to warmth nevertheless.
Heartmelt
Hanging On at the Purple Cliff
Only the very last scraps of winter remain, as already the new shoots gather courage and fortitude.
Doug The Onion
I named this onion Doug…
Embryonic Edibles
…and then I ate his embryonic goodness!
I don’t think I’ve ever gone a single day out in the woods without foraging at least something. Throughout the winter I was limited to rose hips, juniper berries and a few bearberries, so it’s nice to have the larder expand at this early date. I dug and ate three wild onions this day.
Molars
Usually it’s b.y.o.t.– bring your own teeth, but the dogs can usually find you something that’ll work in a pinch!
Come join me one day… soon. Seriously. What’s stopping you?
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