bark totem

vacant nests, golden prairie

The golden colors of the prairie this morning were so warm, like freshly baked bread. The wind picked up and I could imagine the pioneer women in their long dresses getting blown about in the strong winds of the plains. The bare tree branches swayed in the wind, and vacant nests held on tight. 

 

will you make sure to take notes on small happenings?

I'm away next week and this blog will be, too. Will you be sure to take notice of the deer tracks, the butterfly wing, and the cracked honey locust seed pods while I'm gone? Or, in the early morning, will you hear the sound that the last leaves make as they sail downward to frost covered grass?  What about the smell of cold as the day begins to disappear in the late afternoon? I know you will. I'll be back soon.

BURRrrr Oak

This morning on my walk, this Burr Oak pointed the way for me. I had only a few minutes to take this picture before globs of heavy wet snow fell from the darkening sky. The temperature dropped and I quickened my pace to get back home. Any day I can spend a few hours in the woods is a good day, regardless of the weather.  

making soup

in the prairie, in the wind, continued...

Pawnee Eagle Corn

Look at the lower kernels -- you can see the blue eagle in flight. I've never seen anything like this. It's beautiful corn and you should read more about it here.