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While refreshing the mulch in my flower beds, I noticed that all of the ostrich ferns I planted back in July 2007 have spread out and are now popping up three or more sets of fiddleheads around the original plant. While the other ferns (Christmas, cinnamon, interrupted, marginal woodland, and royal) don't appear to be spreading themselves around as of yet, they do appear to be making a showing.

The mayapple looks to be sending up at least one additional stem, which means the possibility of two leaves (and thus, pretty soon, a flower, and, eventually, a fruit). I really need to get some more individual plants (or seeds) in, but for now I'm content to let it keep it's own pace ~ that area will be disrupted with waterfall and stream and bridge work someday (I'd say "soon", but it's more likely to be "later"!)

One of the bluebirds just zipped by, dipping down about ten feet from me, and then told me a great story before he flew off to the wife.

The foamflower appears to still be with us. I noticed a few leaves and one pouf of flowers; as with the mayapple, that's another one I need to help along if I want it to take a noticeable role in the forest floor.

The blueberries appear to be more developed in more areas then before. They used to be centralized in the woods along Spruce Alley, between our property and the neighbor's. For the past two years, you can find them all around, but now they're appearing in larger groups.

A Moment

Jul. 26th, 2007 01:15 pm
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A Moment
By Everett A Warren
August 24, 2007

Chimes ringing
under an oak tree limb
Cicadas singing
their sixty-cycle buzz-hum
Bluebird bright
Crow shadow-black
Hummingbird
in the blink of an eye
there, still, and away
A trill from the woods
a chirp from the trees
Hayscented ferns
and witch hazel
add fragrance
to the breeze
Sitting here
writing
the world
as it
is
or
as it
should be



Copyright (c) 2007 Everett Ambrose Warren

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Two of a Kind
By Everett A Warren
July 24, 2007

The sweet scent of the woodlands
caught on a summer's breeze
carries me away
carries me away to you

Deep pine woods leave me dancing in shadows
flowing with the ferns on the forest floor
they carry me away
carry me away to you

In forest glade the water runs crystal clear
singing in harmony with rock and dripping leaf
tempting me astray
leading me away from you

And the meadow tall grasses reach down to me
wildflowers bright to catch my eye conspire
to lead me away
lead me away from you

Forgotten errands
flowing with the ferns on the forest floor
I remember...
singing in harmony with rock and dripping leaf
I run...
so lost I pledge I will never be found
whispering to the woods
and the winds
and the sweet scents
caught on a summer's breeze

In darkest glen by mirror-still pool I rest in silence
you take my hand in yours and our eyes meet wild and true
for the forest always brings me to you
brings me home to you



Copyright (c) 2007 Everett Ambrose Warren

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Yesterday: Planted all of the heaths and heathers in the morning, and went to the Subaru dealership in the afternoon. The meadow looks good - and, I expect, will look even better as the plants continue to grow. Deb decided she does like the Forester much better than the Outback after sitting in both. She took a Forester for a ride, and, after some more conversation with the dealer, he brought around a slate grey one with the premium package for us to look at. We pick it up Monday.

Beautiful fall day, so we walked around the yard in the morning, and in the afternoon my father, my son, and I went for a short hike on the Appalachian Trail to Bake Oven Knob. We sat on the South Lookout for a short while, but the wind seemed different than it did last time - and all the birds were at a distance, on the other side of the ridge. While several others discussed whether or not to head for the other lookout, I decided we definitely would - I remember hearing that the best lookout for watching depended on wind direction. In our short time at the south lookout, we saw a handful of sharpies, several groups of turkey buzzards, and a red tailed hawk - we just missed a bald eagle. After relocating to the north lookout, which put us right in the wind, we saw numerous birds - although there were less experts around to assist with the identification.

A sharpie and a bald eagle danced for a bit - a couple of attacks by each - and then another eagle arrived. We watched the pair of eagles for upwards of ten minutes - sometimes only able to keep one in the glass at a time, until that one folded its wings to attack the other, or vice versa. At one point, they circled each other and made numerous charges and feints for several minutes before separating. Much drama!

On the drive to and from, right as we turned off paved roads and headed up the hill (mountain, they call it, around here) and again on the way down, until just as we got back on the pavement, we were listening to Merry and Pippen and Treebeard - listening to Fangorn as we drove through the yellow-leaved woods - which proved an excellent setting for the BBC presentation.

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