this is one year’s worth of blue jay feathers found during two weeks’ worth of walks. i don’t envy the blue jays their balding heads and plucked chicken complexions this august, but i’m grateful for the feathers they are leaving behind as they molt.
blue jay feathers
saint paul, minnesota
glimmer is molting, and she is hiding, behind a veneer of injured pride, just how totally pissed she is about the whole damn thing.
glimmer, our 17 month old golden buff chicken, molting
saint paul, minnesota
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She’s a real looker! Beautiful bird.
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hang on girl, it happens to the best of us!
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the clover in my front yard is all delicately speckled. while the clover in the back yard is not. i wonder why?
clover
saint paul, minnesota
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I rather like the speckled variety.
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i am a native minnesotan. born right here in saint paul. i just tallied it up, and i have lived here forty out of my fifty years. and the last three of those years have been spent in a state of heightened awareness of my surroundings as a result of STILL blog. and yet today i notice groundnut vine for the first time ever. it’s native. so am i. it lives on the moist banks of shorelines. i live on a shoreline. it’s a vine. i have a thing for vine tendrils. it’s such a cliche, but nature really never does stop unfolding herself to those who take an interest, does she?
groundnut vine
sucker lake regional trail, saint paul, minnesota
I love the contrast between your Languedoc-Autignac photos and your back-home-in-MN photos. You inspire me to pay more attention on my own walks. Thanks!
Thanks so much Anne. STILL blog has made me so much more attentive to the details of my environment, especially when I am traveling. It really has been a unanticipated life-enhancer. I sometimes feel like the shades got opened. It’s a nice feeling. Thank you for noticing.
Mary Jo