My camera and I actually came in useful. I was asked to take photos of a 'crime scene'. The crime was that campers fouled a beautiful and wild place, and set fire to it. The destruction was enormous and hey, I got to take photos of it. They took me to this place and on the way this was there. A completely falling down place, and on the dock, is an exercise bike.
well, we all have good intentions.
I spend a lot of time in swamps. they have much more life than most places. turtles. frogs. small mouth bass fry. herons. and so most of the flowers are swamp flowers. like a swamprose. which I still have not seen, and am coming to think does not exist except in books.
I am home for a few hours, so please excuse my hit and run blogging. Sunrise here is always interesting. I like sunrise and sunset, the bright light of day is boring. I think buildings get in the way of a good sunrise.
1. the kids on the island use the fort that we have and a MONKEH lives in it.
2.the doorhandle is a bfish. It's been there a long time.
3.I spend a lot of time in the swamp. (no swamproses yet) and I love the damselflies and dragonfiles.
3. Bear shit and no bears.
4. some kind of swamp thing that turns white and I have to go back and really look at it.
5. the way the grass grows in a rock and is so yellow against the blue water
I was wondering what the driving a boat and taking photos rule is.
maybe get it in focus?
My picnic table has lichen. And food tastes better there. When it is dusk, the beavers swim from their dam, into the lake, right past where I sit in the red chair. You have to watch the water carefully because all you see is the V of their wake. There have been beavers here for a long time. This night I didn't see them, so I went to bed in my mosquito netted bed. I saw beavers in the morning when I woke up. no camera. just beavers.
I am home to get supplies. I need a chain saw. Trees fall down even if I don't hear them.
My cottage has no road. So you load it all into the boat--food, art supplies, bathing suit, towel, toothbrush, books, camera, but no computer. no internet. the sky is blue, the air and water are clear and clean. and it is wild.
See how the leaves are all ragged? That's because the caterpillar for this splendid butterfly ate it. Now they use isotopes of milkweed to figure out where the Monarchs in Mexico have come from...but once upon a time, when no one knew where they went or how, a Canadian figured out how to make tiny tags to put on Monarch wings and that's how we found out they all go to Mexico. In the fall, all along Lake Ontario, you see hundreds of these butterflies, looking very cool, like they don't have a worry in the world, or a couple thousand miles to go.
if butterfies can go the distance, so can I.