At this time of the year, we have learned to keep an eye out for the Snow Geese in open fields near the Mississippi River. On this day, we found a large group of Snow Geese, mixed with other species of geese and some ducks, out grazing for food. The sound that they make as they move about the field reminds me of a room full of ladies all talking and laughing at the same time. But even more memorable is the sound that a startled flock makes when it shoots off the ground simultaneously. The wave of flapping wings and loud, high pitched squawks echo as the frenzied birds soar skyward.
“If you want to live a memorable life, you have to be the kind of person who remembers to remember.” ~Joshua Foer
Walking the trails and road in the wildlife refuge during the summer can be challenging due to heat, high humidity and a large number of mosquitoes which live there. It’s always nice when the weather cools down and the mosquitoes hibernate or die. Then, it is possible to walk at a slower pace and take the time to enjoy the sights.
“So you see, imagination needs moodling – long, inefficient, happy idling, dawdling and puttering.” ~Brenda Ueland
On a cloudy day, the still water which stands along the road of the Grassy Island Wildlife Refuge looks dull and covered with a thin coating of scum.
But when the sun shines through the trees at just the right angle, the water magically lights up with beautiful rainbow colors.
According to the West Tennessee National Refuge Complex website, “This rainbow effect on the water is caused by the release of natural oils in decaying vegetation (and particularly from the bald cypress seed pod when it falls from the tree), which produces a thin film over the top of the water”.
This fleeting transformation is just another of nature’s many amazing surprises.
“Never forget to stop to appreciate life’s unexpected awesome moments.” ~Unknown
While hiking a trail in the Reelfoot Wildlife Refuge, this Hermit Thrush caught my attention when it landed on the branch of a nearby tree. A winter visitor to our state, it spends a lot of its time foraging for insects under fallen leaves or searching for wild berries among the forest’s undergrowth.
“The two most powerful warriors are patience and time.” ~Leo Tolstoy
There’s a spot on our country road where we often see bluebirds fluttering about. On this day, they were enticed by the deep red clusters of sumac berries growing wild along the road. These berries are an important source of food for them during the winter months.
“God gives every bird its food, but does not throw it into the nest.” ~Danish Proverb
We first knew that the pelicans had returned to our area in September when we saw a large flock of them flying high over the Mississippi River.
In early November, we were able to see them more closely and enjoy their beauty at Reelfoot Lake.
“Nature’s beauty is a gift that cultivates appreciation and gratitude.” ~Louis Schwartzberg
Some sunny days have helped to accent the autumn leaves which are now popping in vivid yellows, oranges and reds. This past week has been a great time to get out and enjoy the beauty that nature has on display.
“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.” ~Lauren Destefano
The white aster is in full bloom and attracting many insects including honey bees, wasp and butterflies. These are some of the butterflies that we saw while out enjoying the autumn flowers and sunshine.
“The aster has not wasted spring and summer because it has not blossomed. It has been all the time preparing for what is to follow, and in autumn it is the glory of the field …” ~Henry Ward Beecher
I saw this silver and bronze-looking mushroom standing alone, glistening in the sun in a wooded area along the Mississippi River. At first it looked like someone had placed a shiny metal lawn ornament in the middle of the woods. I had to touch it to see if it was real, which it was. My best guess is that it is a member of the inky cap family. After their spores mature, their gills begin to decompose from the bottom up, turning into a black liquid which resembles ink. Then the mushroom cap begins to curl up, placing the spores in an ideal position to catch the wind and disperse. It’s strange to think that the magical colors of this mushroom are the result of decay.
“Everywhere we look, complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.” ~Vincent van Gogh