The walk to my phenology spot was rainy today. I really like the smell when its raining, I can’t describe it but it is something calming for me and being in the woods while it was raining was actually kind of nice.
The area has started to look a lot more like it did when I first got there. The trees have less leaves on them but you can see them budding out. The greenery on the forest floor has returned as well as the leaves on some of the smaller trees and bushes. Overall nothing major has changed in my phenology spot. All of the major elements have remained the same, the big patch of mud is still there and a lot more slippery (I almost fell multiple times), the big hemlocks are all still there as is my reference hemlock sapling and the large patch of bushes next to the stream.
I feel weirdly connected to my place. I can’t really describe it. I have had fun seeing the changes that have occurred throughout the seasons. I wouldn’t say what that I fell like I am fully apart of my place but I feel a connection to it.
The forest is a lot greener than it was last time. I like it when the woods are green and there are leaves on the trees. It makes it feel more complete and it looks less sad than it does in the winter.
The Rain Poem by William Henry Davies
I hear leaves drinking rain;
I hear rich leaves on top
Giving the poor beneath
Drop after drop;
‘Tis a sweet noise to hear
These green leaves drinking near.
And when the Sun comes out,
After this Rain shall stop,
A wondrous Light will fill
Each dark, round drop;
I hope the Sun shines bright;
‘Twill be a lovely sight.