I live so much in the built
world, urban area that a visit to Ox Bow Park in Elkhart County Indiana seemed
somewhat surreal. A gloomy day that aspired to allow sun penetrate the overcast
cast a landscape in varying degrees of grey distinguishable only to those with
acute sense of color or vision.
Not only did the color of the day and
nature intrigue us, but also the sounds.
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| frog-inhabited swamp |
Sherry and I noticed a sound which, at
first, seemed man-made, almost mechanical. When we investigated it turned out
to be a cacophony of comingled sounds of bird guffaws, frog chortles, and
peeper peeps.
I imagined myself a stand-up
comedian before the applause of nature.
The intertwining limbs of bare trees looked
like dancers in still pose, objects of photography.
A Psychedelic natural experience graced our
walk with periodic discoveries.
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| insect hieroglyphs |
Sherry pointed out the “insect
hieroglyphary”. The designs in the tree were made by insects crawling around
under the bark. I would never have guessed! I would have been certain it was
alien signals!
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| psychedelic design |
And the fuzzy-buds promised
the blessings of spring soon to burst out.
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| fuzzy buds |
In the midst of bare trees,
overcast skies and, grey landscape, spring will not be resisted. Green growth
will not be denied.
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| greenery |
