• clouds,  horizons,  landscape,  natural areas,  sunrises

    Good Morning

    Morning sunrise at Kingfisher Point Natural Area

    Awoke early and headed east with intentions of stopping at the Kingfisher Point Natural area then walking across the road to the ponds. However, there are now private property signs all along this area. I do not remember them in the previous visits, of course it has been a while. Usually if they are trying to restore an area they post it as such. So, I stayed on my side of the street. Everything is green and lush right now.

    Thought I’d include some history of Kingfisher Natural Area from the CSU website. In 1998, the Fort Collins Natural Areas Program (NAP) purchased the dried waste ponds and has worked since then to rehabilitate the soil, remove non-native plants, and create places for urban recreation. Further south, NAP also added land that includes floodplains ponds, possibly the site of earlier gravel mining like those at Cattail Chorus and Riverbend Ponds, to Kingfisher Point to create a more hospitable area for water birds. After a century and a half, the city mostly has returned water at Kingfisher Point Natural Area to wildlife and environmental protection while simultaneously creating green spaces for residents to recreate.

    They say you can see great horned owls as they’re known to occasionally nest in the area. As the name implies you will see kingfishers, along with wood ducks, pelicans and western tanagers. On a warm evening, you might hear chorus frogs. Good morning from Fort Collins!

  • clouds,  fog,  landscape,  mountains,  natural areas,  prairie,  trees

    A foggy and misty morning

    Pineridge Nature Area today on a foggy and misty morning

    My restlessness this morning took me to Pineridge Nature Area to joined up with the meadowlarks, Canada Geese, barking prairie dogs, a perched hawk, again. I pretty much had the area to myself. I’m not sure restless is the word or not but that’s what I’m going with. Seems I have been a restless person for many years. Why? I ask myself that simple question a lot. I remember the awareness I had the first time I grabbed my backpack, headed out the door and realized I had no particular place in mind. I was just wanting to go. I journaled about this almost nomadic impulse this morning. I feel much of my seven years working as a flight attendant was rooted in a form of nomadic life, as almost each night was a different city.

    For many years my daydreams have revolved around traveling in a small RV, solo. My parents spent a few years living as snowbirds as did sister and brother-in-law. They all enjoyed it. Yet, what I’m speaking about is living nomadically, no home to return to after a couple months on the road. It would be home. However, I am not in a good financial position to live the nomadic life in a class B van. It would require selling my condo, purchasing a used RV and investing the balance of my home equity. Am I willing to take such a risk? Just throwing some thoughts out there.

  • grass,  landscape,  snow

    I’m set now…

    Tall grass at the Red Fox Meadows nature area this morning

    I played a bit with this image, trying out the texture and dehaze sliders. Kinda funky looking. And, it’s still snowing.

    Anyway, when I cleaned off the car this morning I had at least 3 inches of snow on my car. I ran out of the maple syrup that I add to my Irish oats in the morning so things  were going to get tense if I didn’t restock before tomorrow morning. So, my first stop was Red Fox Meadows, filled up the car, which I hadn’t done in over three weeks, and picked up the essential syrup. I’m set now. Oh, and I picked up one of my prescriptions.

    For anyone interested here is a link to a ten minute podcast by David DuChemin on making art that touches the heart. I enjoyed it, hope you may also.

  • clouds,  landscape,  mountains,  poems,  quotes,  rants,  sunrises,  writing/reading

    Some questions

    Longs Peak at sunrise seen from Running Deer Nature area

    “I want to sing like the birds sing
    Not worrying about who hears
    Or what they think.”
    Rumi

    I wonder what went through the minds of our ancestors who were physically, mentally and spiritually closer to nature then we are? I ask because I come to these nature areas to find distance from the noise of the city but find my mind is consistently distracted. Were they capable of being more present than I seem to be? I’m aware the more time I spend out here the more present I can be. After a period of settling in, adjusting to this place, I hear, then see, the osprey soaring in the wind drafts, being pursued by a pesky crow. Next I notice a goldfinch that just perched on a bush nearby, singing it’s soft and delicate “swee-eet” song. I watch and am amazed at how quickly the birds can fly from here to there, silently. If you do not know what I write about then spend a morning in a nature area, listen, watch, be present, bring a journal and use it, and please leave your phone at home. Just some questions. 

  • leaves,  natural areas,  poetic journal,  writing/reading

    Notes from this mornings walk…

    Cottonwood leaf from this morning’s walk

    Walked the dirt path at the Fisher Nature Area this morning
    I wanted to have my feet touch Mother Earth, not concrete.

    Heard Blue Jays chasing one another with their raucous calls,
    unintelligible gibberish, sounds angry. We don’t need that.

    And, the chickadees with their simple “fee-bee” calls,
    one heard over here, then one over there, social distancing?

    A woodpecker drumming on some distant tree
    They pause, listening for insects, then drum on.

    Can’t miss the two joggers in their bright colored running gear,
    then meet half dozen dogs walking their humans, on a leash.

    With overcast skies, patches of blue and diffused light, and one
    cottonwood leaf still holding on, made for a great start my day.

     

  • Avian,  Canada Goose,  landscape,  natural areas,  sunrises

    First Day of Spring

    Today is the first day of Spring. To celebrate and because I woke up early, I made a french press of coffee and headed to Arapaho Bend Natural Area. I setup my gear along the banks of Beaver Pond looking east. Behind me in the west was the setting Supermoon. The night ends and the new day begins. Spring! Beautiful!

    Canada Geese were out for their morning swim, searching for a bite to eat and noisily enjoying the spring morning. For me it was an almost perfect way to start the day and the beginning of Spring.

    After feeling I had all I wanted in images I loaded my gear back in the car to head home. As I started to put the key in the ignition I noticed a man on a paddle board of some kind and quickly jumped out of the car and took this last image. I thought it an appropriate photo to end my morning on the banks of Beaver Pond in the Arapaho Bend Natural Area.