I ask you - what forces are at work to make a spiral in the pollen floating on this quiet pond in the middle of the woods? There is no current, no inflow or outflow, this is just a collection pond, a depression that quickly fills with water during the wet winter, then slowly empties as the days get drier. Do you think there are ducks that swim in circles? This is where I have sighted the owl a couple of times now - maybe she swoops low, and clears the water with the wind from her wings.
The birch tree is leafing out delicately.
Buzz bounds up the trail to see what I am doing sitting in the middle of the path. The salal bushes that he is coming through grow fast and thick - it is a constant chore to keep them clear of the path.
I ask you - what forces are at work to make a spiral in the pollen floating on this quiet pond in the middle of the woods? There is no current, no inflow or outflow, this is just a collection pond, a depression that quickly fills with water during the wet winter, then slowly empties as the days get drier. Do you think there are ducks that swim in circles? This is where I have sighted the owl a couple of times now - maybe she swoops low, and clears the water with the wind from her wings.
The birch tree is leafing out delicately.
Buzz bounds up the trail to see what I am doing sitting in the middle of the path. The salal bushes that he is coming through grow fast and thick - it is a constant chore to keep them clear of the path.
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