Tag: Nature’s Teachings

Watershed Beauty

Watershed Beauty

Dog River, Mobile, Alabama

Earlier this week I was part of a large group of individuals doing health assessments on the local manatee population. While the health of the animals is important and the work by the Dauphin Island Sea Lab biologists and volunteers as well as Sea World Rescue was outstanding, as I rode in one of the boats I couldn’t help but feel amazement at the beauty of our area.

Dog River–Cypress Trees

Dog River conjures images of mud from Will Kimbrough‘s awesome song, Mud Bottom. As I took time at our lunch break to cool off, I thought of the squishy mud Will sings about which always reminds me of Week’s Bay….where I grew up. And the mud is indeed squishy. But I digress….

Our watersheds of coastal Alabama are simply magnificent. The Mobile Delta is one of the most ecologically diverse places on the planet. Yes, it’s muddy. Yes, the water is dark….but it’s dark like a good roux in gumbo is dark. The darker the roux, the richer and tastier the gumbo.

One of the many launch points on the Mobile Delta

If you are a resident of coastal Alabama I invite you to visit the Delta. Take an eco-cruise with Jimbo Meador or take your kayak out….but hire a guide if you go far. The Delta is a maze of marsh grass and channels leading into a labyrinth of alligators, lotus blossoms and nurseries for baby sea life.

The Mobile Delta

Visit the rivers…Dog, Tensaw, Blakley, Fish, Magnolia….but leave the powerboat at home.  Take a canoe or kayak or paddleboard to really experience the essence of these special places. The Gulf of Mexico is where they all end up but their routes are fabulous water trails into the vast diversity of our area.

Volunteer to help…through wildlife agencies, water keepers….be a part of the solution!

Part of our awesome group of manatee-lovers and scientists.

 

Dance of the Sun and Moon

Dance of the Sun and Moon

When I saw the sun on my bike ride this morning….as it rose over the Gulf of Mexico….it was like greeting a lover the first time after a first encounter….I gazed at the sun as if it was seeing me after I had opened myself up to it…surrendered to it. Today I paid attention to that amazing orb in the sky and greeted it as a friend….a magnificent star.

A few days ago the solar eclipse brought together millions of people within a 70 mile path across the United States from Oregon to South Carolina. People from all over the world came together in celebration of a Universal phenomenon. I hadn’t planned on going anywhere but as the event drew closer that changed.

First, I needed a solar filter for my camera lens. They were out of stock all over the country. But after patient and diligent checking with my favorite east coast photog supply company, it was finally in stock and on the way. And of course after spending so much money on a 77mm piece of glass I had to go to the totality. Didn’t I?

Where? Obviously north of the Gulf Coast. Charleston, South Carolina was supposed to be the number one most-crowded place to view it…and it would most-likely have clouds due to the coastal location. So not there. But I couldn’t justify flying to Wyoming, where clouds would be less-likely.

I kept asking the Universe…Where!???!!

Finally two events steered me to the right place. One, a woman at an outdoor concert sat in front of me wearing a shirt with Cookeville, TN on the back. I looked it up and it was in the totality. Then my friend Joyce, who lives with her hubby in Crossville, joined the live video from the Gulf of Mexico one morning so I messaged her later asking if she knew about Cookeville….long story short they invited me to stay and attend an eclipse party she was going to attend.

On the drive up to Crossville I thought about the millions of people traveling to the narrow path of totality and how amazing it was that so many people were coming together in celebration. I felt the event was about community-building, strengthening relationships with each other and moving beyond a place of separation to a place of unity. But that’s well-into the 9 hours of driving so I thought I could be slipping into the twilight zone.

Clouds in Birmingham and rain…then patchy clouds. What would I do if clouds covered the sky? I wanted to photograph the corona….how would I react if I made the trip and didn’t see the corona? I was willing to make the effort, take the risk, to have the opportunity.

Sunday night, as Joyce and I were chatting another friend called me. She is from upstate New York and was driving to Nashville for the event….but she ended up joining us. Of course the strange part of this wild story is that the four of us met on a humpback whale trip. Something amazing was at work…or at least that’s what we felt. Definite twilight zone potential.

The morning of the eclipse dawned with a crystal blue, clear sky. But like clouds do, the heat of the day began to fuel those little buggers and since the celestial event wasn’t until 12.30pm, the chances of clouds obscuring the view increased.

We arrived at the party an hour before the beginning and were greeted by the hosts, Kai and Susanne. They live on a lake and had the perfect setup for viewing and visiting. Large, smooth rocks at the lake and bountiful deck space. And of course a ship’s bells for Kai to ring out the countdown to totality.

Without special glasses or viewing equipment one would never know anything was happening. But with the glasses and solar filter on my camera lens it was stunning.

Slowly the moon slid in front of the sun. Little-by-little larger bites of the sun disappeared. The moon created a deeper crescent in the sun as it danced through the sky. Celebration extended past the rocks and deck around the lake. Boats loaded with people joined in our hoots and whistles.

A guy from Denmark, a professional astronomer, flew in for the event. He was offering me advice about photographing the corona. I was so excited to have his kind suggestions.

Kai began ringing the bell at thirty minutes to totality. “Thirty minutes!!!” he proclaimed. Around the lake, voices echoed his announcement. Then….”TEN MINUTES!” And voices around the lake once again took the message and spread it like wildfire. Finally it was time and the fat cloud that had been hanging over the lake greedily hid the totality from us. The corona was not going to be seen from our perch on the rocks. NOOOOOO!!!!! 

But wait…..the light. How amazing was the darkness. Street lights came on across the water. Crickets begin singing their night song. Amazing light. Profound light. Clouds or not….this was nothing short of miraculous.

At the time of totality I grabbed my wide angle lens and shot a bit and my GoPro since the corona didn’t command my attention. In reviewing the video earlier today it was like I was back there, celebrating with everyone who quickly got over the cloud cover and surrendered to the experience of what was happening. We were witnessing something most of us had never seen before and may not again.

As totality ended the clouds begin to glow as light returned. We had come together….all *18 million of us. Think of the amazing good will and energy generated by that number of people focusing on something. It was so exciting to have our country be showered in light and love and people coming together for a celestial event. It gave me hope, that we can work together and love together and put positive energy out into the world together!

The next day was another long drive home followed by a busy day so I hadn’t had time to write about my experience. On the bike ride this morning I missed the magnificent pink and red sunrise from my bicycle seat as I drove my car to the state park where I ride. By the time I cycled to the beach, the sun was burning brightly over the Gulf. And somehow that was perfect.

I stopped and unclipped my feet and gazed at the sun. I saw it in a different way this morning. I felt shy because just a few days ago I had opened my mind and heart so big to it and the moon and witnessed their amazing dance with so many wonderful people. An intimacy between the sun, moon and me occurred. It feels as if I came into greater alignment with the Universe, myself and everyone who journeyed into the path of totality.

Perhaps our coming together will open a new era of cooperation. Human-to-human, human-to-nature. Maybe experiencing such a profound event will open our minds and hearts to see beyond the normal mind and heart-numbing barrage of bullshit spewed by news and fake news, violence, hatred and other dysfunctions.

Sounds of laughter echo in my mind as the voices echoed around the lake….Thirty minutes!!! Ten minutes!! The bell rings loud and clear in my heart. Open! Open! Open! It’s time to dance!

One thing is clear. The sun and moon and stars keep dancing whether we notice or not. The Universe continues in its beautiful waltz even when humans act like goof-balls. The stars, sun and moon continue in their journey, continue their dance. The question we have to answer is this: Will we join in the dance?

Sunrise Together

Sunrise Together

For several mornings while cycling, I’ve stopped at sunrise and turned on the ‘live’ video function on Facebook and have connected with friends while I’m standing at the beach or at a marsh. When people join the conversation I can see them and then can read comments….some comments anyway. Then, as I finish my ride, I think of my friends and send them love and good thoughts.

Perhaps the most valuable takeaway is the feeling of connection, of unity. We are watching the sun rise together.

In these times of divisiveness and fear, it is so important to cultivate feelings of Oneness and connection. It doesn’t have to be through social media…that’s just a way that’s building community for me.

It’s important to be aware of what’s happening in our world. It’s vital that we build connections with others that hold a vision of peace and compassion and equality. Let’s not meet violence with violence but rather with a unified vision and practice of peace, compassion and joy….all over the planet.

*I’m still learning how to read comments and reply while using the video so if you type a greeting and I don’t see it I’m not ignoring you. I love you!

Frogs & Clouds–An Illuminating Experience

Frogs & Clouds–An Illuminating Experience

In preparation for a yoga and cycling retreat in Ireland, I purchased a light system for my bicycle. So when I woke up at 4.30am the trails called. Not sunrise yet? No problem!

The waning moon offered light as did the stars but in order to avoid Mr. No-Shoulders and little amphibians I used my new headlight. It was an illuminating experience.

First, being on the trail an hour before sunrise gave me a glimpse into creatures that I rarely see. And mostly, it was frogs with an occasional toady. Some appeared to have springs in their legs as they leaped in a single bound across two bicycle lanes. Others stared me down and refused to move, their bright, beady eyes sparkling with greed at insects swarming over their moist, green heads.

When I got to the beach it was clouds that illuminated my mind and heart. Every shape and color seemed to shine in the pre-dawn light. Stars, planets and that waning moon all joined with the clouds and Gulf of Mexico to create a remarkable experience. I found it difficult to get back on my bicycle and turn my back to the spectacle.

But eventually I did and the entire ride was filled with clouds and colors and yes…more frogs–who seem to love the new boardwalks across the marsh. It was one of those epic rides that I wouldn’t have missed for anything.

Illumination….shining light where there was none. Funny how something I bought for road cycling safety in another country brought me into another realm of beauty this morning. All I had to do was say, Yes!

Weavers Unite

Weavers Unite

Since I moved into my home over five years ago, I have given the Golden Silk Orb Weaver spiders free access to the exterior of the house and all shrubs. In fact, I make sure the bushes are trimmed prior to weaving season.

While there have been several who accepted my invitation in years past, this year they have created an amazing wrap of silk around my home. These females are so big and beautiful this year that I’ve started naming them.

For those with spider phobias it’s probably best to postpone your visit until the weather turns cooler here. My front door has two large webs that flex when the screen porch door opens and closes. And just today, I disturbed Maxine’s beautiful web but within moments she was re-weaving it without a complaint.

These colorful spiders are known for their impressive webs. Their genus name, Nephila, is from ancient Greek and means ‘fond of spinning.’ And they are amazing weavers.

When I do yoga on my front porch early in the morning, I watch them rest quietly in the early light of day. They wait for the wasp or fly or moth that wanders into their sticky trap. Today I saw a large, fat red wasp hanging in its death shroud. It was rather comforting to know it won’t be stinging me or my canine pal Buddy.

When they weave, the first spiral woven is non-sticky silk. Then the spider will add two to twenty inner spirals of sticky silk. Scientists think the outer non-sticky edge is so wind-blown leaves won’t get stuck or other spiders will feel it as a boundary. Vibrations along the strands are the dinner bells when an unsuspecting neighbor flies in for a meal….of which they are the star attraction.

The females are up to 10 times larger than the males. Today I caught a male tickling the belly of a female. That boy is one brave spider. I’m not sure if it was a precursor to mating but seeing spider foreplay was a first for me. The mamas will create a silk sac and attach it to bushes or the side of my home and within the sac 300 to 3000 tiny babies develop.

I’m the wild woman who is out photographing spiders with my macro lens…pushing my camera and nose within inches of their beautiful bodies and hairy legs. I refuse to spray around my house because these gals provide the safest insect control available. And besides that, they are endlessly fascinating to watch.

Weavers of the spider world unite! You are welcome to wrap my home in your lovely, golden webs. You protect me and my little family of cats and the wild dog. With no hesitation I claim you as friends.

Additionally, spiders are reminders to weave the life we want and create our lives as a work of art. Message received!