Sunday 22 March 2015. The Earth Begins to Awaken

It was 36 degrees F at about 7:10 this morning under mostly clear skies.

Got in a brief but happily focused yoga practice, including seated poses that often get neglected and two helpful variations of Salamba Sirsasa (supported headstand).

Did not see the sun rise, except indirectly, as I pedaled (grateful for the restored Rhododendron!) toward Meadowbrook Park. Was temped but resisted the urge to stop for another photo of the dried and now rather pale apple that still clung to “my” tree.

The official first day of spring was a day or two ago, and evidence that the pace of photosynthesis and its results was beginning to quicken was visible. In general I prefer native plants, but after so much brown and grey, who can resist the early purple of garden crocuses?

Was aware at this location on Race Street that I’ve observed for years that the almost-bare ground

soon would be full of growth and color.
Also noted that the robins and cardinals had started singing at the very first hint of light, which they don’t do in mid-winter.

Decided that on this morning of change would take a different route through Meadowbrook. Which is hard to do, because I love my “big loop.” Did succeed, though, in turning toward the garden plots from the Race Street parking lot, and dismounted Rhododendron to walk to the little wooden bridge over McCullough Creek.

Noticed a fair amount of algae (“algal bloom”) in and along the sides of the stream, including the grey “scum” that comprised (in the correct, I’m pretty sure, usage of the word) those gorgeous, lace-like glass-skeletoned algal cells: diatoms.

I seem to recall from my days as a biologist that spring was a time when algae tended to bloom. Could have been the rain and snow-melt washing in nutrients from the winter-exposed soil. It was not distractingly unsightly. Liked all the water running from the nearby ground seep and also the persistent evidence of the past work of beavers.

Walked Rhododendron along the soft, muddy path, which was full of deer and other footprints, close to the creek.

The path was quite soft, but least not not covered with standing water. And the surface of the mud showed evidence of green growth.

Looked up among the still-bare trees as I proceeded down the path to discover blooming tree-flowers at the tops.

More subtle growth.

Almost to Windsor Road, met up with this morning’s representatives of the Meadowbrook deer population.

The deer are so abundant here that it might not seem worth noting, though one doesn’t see them on every visit. They are handsome and graceful, even if numerous. And no doubt eager for the continued greening of Meadowbrook.


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