365Caws is now in its 14th year of publication, and was originally intended to end after 365 days. It has sometimes been difficult for me to find new material, particularly during the winter months, but now as I enter my own twilight years, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to provide daily posts. It is my hope that along the way I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world. If so, I can rest, content in the knowledge that my work here has been done.
Wednesday, July 19, 2017
A Thousand Shades Of Green
Day 279: An out-of-state friend once remarked to me as we were driving along a country road in the bottom of a rather ordinary western Washington valley that the overwhelming greenness of everything here made her feel claustrophobic. Washington native that I am, I protested that it was more like a comfort blankie to me, as if the Earth was taking me to her bosom for protection. That's not to say I don't like wide-open spaces; in fact, my favourite locations in the mountains are those which are high, bleak and desolate, places where I can see anyone or anything which might be approaching to interrupt my privacy. Still, when I am out for the day in the kayak and the sun beats too warmly upon my back and shoulders, I seek out those shadowed, deep green places where light falls like confetti; a fleck here, a flurry there, never lingering on leaf or log for more than a few scant seconds. A thousand shades of green are in the hidden coves, patchworked with spots of unassertive brown or grey. It is not solely shade I seek or relief from heat, but the soulful peace of green in all its myriad hues.
Labels:
green,
kayaking,
Lake St. Clair,
log monster,
Slug Cove
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