I try to keep my spirits up when the birding is less than exciting. At times, there are so many wonderful things out there, I forget that the birds are absent.
At a recent visit to East Fork Lake, I found art....
Like a crop circle, but made of gravel.
A smiley face was next to it. Someone had a lot of time on their hands. Why were they just sitting in a parking lot at a gorgeous state park?
Man-made works in a forest are not always pretty:
This tree was completely girdled by a wire, and it had obviously been there for ages. The bottom half of this 50-foot tree was riddled with gaping holes (good screech owl and woodpecker nesting spots!) and the top was still whole. And the tree was alive. That never fails to blow me away. In all of our arrogance and ignorance, we do and do and do things to nature, and nature continues to strive to go on. Rock on, tree.
The best art that can be found is a masterpiece that had no help from us:
A tiny cup nest, weathered and empty. Once holding a handful of new life, it now clings to a sycamore sapling and withstands winter, and awaits spring, glorious spring. Something made of grass and lichen and maybe a touch of bird spit still holds its shape.
Could YOU make something like that? And make it to last? I know I couldn't.
4 comments:
Isn't it neat to come across a nest that, months earlier held life!
A great reminder of so much that goes on unseen.
I read something once about how to best observe nature, and though I'd like to be able to credit the origin, I cannot recall it.
It went something like this, "watch until you have seen."
So, for the times I must hurry off to work, and rely on my watching from my window, I patiently wait--and I am never disappointed.
You're lucky to be out as much as you are!
Nope, I sure couldn't make a nest like a birdie can! Trees *always* amaze me!
Nature's power to overcome never ceases to amaze me! The bird's nest is beautiful, peaceful and haunting. Nice photos.
Great post, Susan.
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