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RUGOSA ROSE HIPS |
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AMERICAN CHESTNUT EMPTY NUT HUSK |
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MOUNTAIN ASH BERRIES |
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SUMAC SEED HEADS |
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BLACK LOCUST SEED PODS |
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NORTHERN PIN OAK DRIED LEAVES |
Saturday, 8:30 AM. 18 degrees F, wind variable, light. The sky is partly cloudy with some weather apparently approaching slowly from the west. The humidity is 75% and the barometer is pretty high, at 30.36". It looks like it will be another day of melting, of which we could use about a month.
We usually think of winter as a pretty sterile season, but if we look around a bit we see all kinds of evidence of life, either dormant or holdovers from the last growing season. I present evidence of the latter, all found within a short walk of my front door. And there are many, many more such interesting objects of nature to be found in the winter landscape, that I will post as winter withers away.
I have to admit that even ten years ago I wouldn't have been paying close attention to such incidentals of winter nature. I would have been jogging, trying to get my heart rate up over something or other that was supposedly good for me, and I would have been concentrating on not falling on the slippery road. Run, rush, accomplish this task or goal every waking moment. That's O.K., but a few aches and pains to slow me down and the final realization that I am not immortal has made me a much better observer and a lot more reflective. Too bad I had to take so many tumbles to get there.
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