Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Spring is TRYING to Spring

What an interesting and discouraging spring. This picture below is a sprout of a plant, probably a Hyacinth, trying to push up from a bed by the road. The snowbank JUST moved aside. Yet, under the snow with no sunshine, no heat, no reason, the little sprout of a Hyacinth pushed up?

How come? Why? What's up with that. What caused that little guy to try even though everything looks desolate.


Or these just outside our bedroom window. Probably Narcissus, pushing up. At least there is no snow. But, it's cold. 22 degrees last night. What's up with that? Don't they know spring is not yet. At the appointed time is what the word KARIOS means. Maybe these are just pushing up at the appointed time.


Really, this makes no sense at all. Here is what my back yard looked like Monday PM, two days ago. St. Patty's day. Cold, snowy, wet, miserable.


The next few pictures are of vole damage. A little mouse like creature with a short tail. The prime purposes of being a vole is to be food for hawks and owls and the half dozen eagles we have in our neighborhood. I should be upset with them but I have compassion on the lowly vole.

Besides the lawn damage they do is easily and quickly reversed. I know it's unsightly for a few weeks but then, POOF it's over.

















That little hole in the ground is where they live. Look at the picture above. All this work was done under 3 feet of snow over the last few months. Hard work if you are a vole.

















The snow pulls back and reveals the damage. Except to the vole, it's not damage, it's food.

So live on little vole, I have lots of roots for you to eat. Besides, your life is short and your purpose is menial.

I have a friend who takes a lot of great pictures of Nature and does so with skill. Visit her blog.

PS: If she writes anything political, she is way way on the other side of the political fence from me. She does admire nature and I think she has a good perspective on all that.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Spring Comes, the Grass Grows by Itself