Quarantine

While I may not be able to blog at my original sight in Burlington during my many walks with my dog these past few weeks I have found a new place to zen out every once in awhile.

In image 1 above, a Black-Capped Chickadee visited me while I explored an old Oak Tree. He was joined in song by other birds in the trees.

Excerpt from my field notes:

“I can feel the sun on my skin and how it is starting to heat up my head. After I climbed the tree my heart was racing and I needed a place to rest, the open spot near the rock wall was the perfect place. I can still hear the birds chirping and as I closed my eyes and laid back I was greeted by the pointy, dry field grass. “

I enjoyed the opportunity to find a new spot to use as my sense of place during this quarantine. Of course, I miss my old spot in Centennial Woods but now I can ask more questions and have new surroundings. One of the first things I noticed after i become situated in a the oak I climbed I looked out and saw several young trees knocked over, reference Image 3. The area I live in is populated by beavers so it is very common to see fallen young trees but these were not bit by beavers and they all fell in the same direction. Above where I was in the tree Image 2 shows a limb fell off. I think that during a storm a very strong gust of wind came and shook the forest. I have been trying to appreciate the way the world looks right now. I think a lot of people prefer to appreciate nature when it looks its best but at all times the earth is working in creating thriving ecosystems. I can now see the life in bare trees through buds and know that the fields will soon be green but I can still appreciate the wheat color they are now. Since I first visited my spot I have been back multiple times, with each visit i notice a change like a widening river with the increased rain fall or daffodils along the road side before I enter the path.