“Darkness cannot drive out darkness. Only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.” Martin Luther King, Jr.
“Carve a tunnel of hope through the dark mountain of disappointment.” Martin Luther King, Jr.
Brought to you by today’s sunrise from Three of Earth Farm
I have taken my sweet time honoring my promise to myself to log more winter adventures, but I took the first step today. It was a nearby destination; just up I-5 to the Nisqually National Wildlife Refuge. I hadn’t even quite finished my 16-ounce latte when I arrived. I left home before dawn, hoping for a sunrise; but there was no color this morning (nor sun, until I got home), but it didn’t matter.
The Delta is comprised of nine unique habitats: the Nisqually Flats, shrub, coniferous forest, freshwater marsh, salt marsh, open saltwater, rivers and creeks, mixed grasslands, and riparian woodland. Dikes and boardwalks provide limited access to the eight square miles of the Refuge.
I beat the crowds for a ringside view of bathing and breakfast for some of the 200 species of birds that visit the Refuge over the course of the year.
Did I see a thousand geese? If you count the cacophonous announcing of unseen presence, I surely did. Too bad you can’t take an audio photo.
I wish I knew the names of all the ducks, perhaps a new mission is to learn them. Here’s a start.
The sweet sandpipers and the brilliant white gulls. How do they stay so clean?
The Great Blue Heron. Really, is there a more cool bird? Certainly none better dressed. Or more photogenic.
And a special treat, seen through my zoom lens and only because of the birdwatchers who have super human spotting abilities: a Great Horned Owl.
I didn’t get the sunrise today; and the ebbing tide—halfway between high and low when I got there—revealed more mud, less water, than I had hoped for. I’ve never been there at high tide. But the Refuge is only a latte away; I can visit again and again. Once a month sounds about right. I’ll be watching the tide table and the forecast.
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#Not Ready for Spring
It’s been a soggy January, but the Pacific Northwest does not disappoint: there are always some spectacular mid-winter days. This is the weekend. The forecast today was 59 balmy degrees.
I cleaned the roof, utilizing my new ladder. Abandoned splitting wood, couldn’t do it even with my new ax, and hauled more small stuff down from the woods up the hill instead. Since I was up there, I cleaned out the frozen chard in the garden and the dead pineapple sage and pulled weeds out of the root vegetable bed.
It was a lovely day, and it was good to be outside; but I am not ready for spring yet. My cocoon is still cozy and my wings aren’t ready to fly. Besides, I have fire wood. But there’s another day of sunshine, and I’m not working this one. Tomorrow I’m going on a wee adventure: sunrise (?) at Nisqually Wildlife Refuge. The rain returns on Monday.