win, place, show

win, place, show

last week, while hiking a lakeside trail, my friend Kristin asked me which trees would turn color first. kristin often accompanies me on my walks. she has witnessed first hand over the last several years my accumulating knowledge of our environment, both the names of the flora and fauna but also the cycles. i can usually predict the change of our northern micro-seasons to within a day or two. so it was not unusual for her to ask me that seemingly innocent question–which trees will turn first? the trailsides, at that moment, were still a suffocating dense impassable wall of green. but the cool breeze had us both anticipating autumn.  the question caught me off guard. i can tell you exactly the order of unfolding in the spring–the swollen buds, followed by pussy willow catkins, followed by the bursting of the elderflower buds, then the first dandelions against south facing walls, etc… but autumn? i wasn’t so sure. i stammered for a bit, and then answered tentatively “sumac, then maple, and then maybe cottonwood”. well, it is only one week later, and i am proud to say i was right on the first two. third place is still up for grabs at the moment, but it is looking grim for cottonwood. if you bet on elms to show, i think you’ll win some money.

sumac leaves in late august

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the height of summer

the height of summer

this sunflower is eight feet tall. my neighbor planted several of them in spring along the thin strip of soil between the street and the sidewalk. i just did the math–that’s an average of one inch of growth per day. 90 inches in 90 days. the height of summer. literally.

sunflower in august

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more similar than not

more similar than not

after six years of doing STILL, i have an pretty extensive collection of found animal bones. if i wasn’t doing STILL, i would probably never have started picking them up to take home and photograph, and would have never realized just how common it is to happen upon bones in nature. i have found entire frog skeletons, bird skeletons, and even an entire deer. i have found trumpeter swan bones, great blue heron bones, and egret bones. i have found raccoon skeletons, and a sun bleached fox or coyote skeleton along the edge of of the great salt lake in utah. i have found beaver skulls, snapping turtle skulls, and dozens of small mammal skulls. what strikes me most about this collection of calcified animal scaffolding is just how similar we all are. the scale may change, but the designs are surprising similar. we may think we are unique. but we are more alike than not.

vertebrae: pilot whale, deer, coyote?, raccoon?, pike

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on the cusp

on the cusp

i am sitting on the cusp. on the edge between summer and autumn. on the edge between busy and not. i can count the days on my fingers. it is exhilarating. the edges of things are always the most exciting. can you feel it too?

smoketree leaves in late august

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beetle’s eye view

beetle’s eye view

you could think about this photo in terms of the kind of symmetry that would cause these leaves to meet exactly at their edges in an almost impossibly perfect union. but after picking a bunch of beetle-chewed leaves this august,  i find myself, beetle-like, hungering for the little patches of green between the white veins of these zinnia leaves. like gnawing the tender meat of a pork rib from between the bones.

pink zinnia flower and leaf detail

 

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