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The Arrivals

I headed out the door with keys and leash in hand, my tri-colored English Shepherd girl at my heels. A quick car ride later, we are out and about in the (temporarily) pollen-free air of Francis Slocum State Park. The viridescent hills have changed once again as deciduous trees continue their spring fashion show.

“Sweet sweet I’m so sweet” came from first one tree then another; Yellow Warblers in the park!

“Sweet Sweet Canada Canada Canada” sang White-Throated Sparrows, an endearing reminder that my winter buddies are still around.

Burbles and churps pulled my attention skyward and I watched acrobatic maneuvers of Tree Swallows swooping for insects I couldn’t spy.

But wait…that isn’t a white belly. That head isn’t blue-green.

OH!!! Today’s new arrivals were Northern Rough-winged Swallows with their plain brown backs and dusky throats. Darting low over the lake, they snatched today’s hatch and returned for oh-so-brief pauses on wires or snags. My swallow counts for eBird will get a bit tricky now.

I love it all–the wind, the clouds, the song, the flight, the greens. Even the arrival of ticks can’t deter my good mood.

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Renewed Acquaintance

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Monarch butterflies come through northeastern Pennsylvania every year, finding our cone flowers tempting way stations.  This year a specimen stayed focused on the nectar hunt long enough for me to snap dozens of photos from a variety of angles.  I like these three perspectives for the detail that I could observe and research.

The first photo distinctly shows the black dot on the vein in each hind wing, a field mark that identifies this beauty is a male.

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In this second photo, I am struck by the Monarch’s  thorax, perfectly coordinated with the black and white polka dot wing trim.

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In this final shot, the Monarch wings held in the vertical plane, I get a clear glimpse of the feet searching for nectar among the cone flower’s nectaries.

What a delight to get reacquainted with this lovely symbol of hope and transformation.

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Midweek Peek

 

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Heading Out

I am going to feel mixed up all week.  Monday holidays scramble time frames and Tuesday will be Monday all week long.  So I head out into this week, a bit off kilter, but hopeful that the path will lead to people and ideas that nourish hope.

My reading list includes Rev. Dr. William J. Barber II’s The Third Reconstruction.  His words “Forward Together, Not One Step Back” are looping like a melody.  Andi Cuomo-Lloyd’s Discover Your Writing Self guides my journaling, which slowly and surely is chipping away at my writer’s block.

I have settled into a routine (ish) for writing steadily on “That Damn Dodson Project” and built in time to mindfully watch birds decide spring is arriving six weeks early.

I am grateful for friends, IRL and in FB silos, and for my family, with and without fur.

So, on this Monday-Tuesday I take one step, one breath in, one breath out, and begin.

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Snow Additions

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Every day the lake reveals new angles, edges, ripples.  Winter magic.