It was 51 degrees F at 6:15 this morning with the sun about to rise. Had planned to swim but when the guards were late and the pool not yet open just opted for a bike ride to Meadowbrook Park to see if the prairie was starting to awaken.
But first saw the neighborhood’s madly-flowering trees,
At the Vine Street entrance of Meadowbrook Park saw serviceberry (what’s the story behind that name?) with cottonwood catkins dangling above.
Crossed the Vine street bridge over McCullough Creek and saw frogs and fish stirring under the surface of the water.
Then rode on the path that paralleled the creek and in the recently managed area south of the organic garden plots was surprised to see Jacob’s ladder (thought fewer than in previous years) still there and almost in peak bloom.
Was drawn in by the more common but lovely ephemeral Virginia bluebells on the “forest” floor.
Toward the west end of the organic garden plots saw a full, beautifuly blooming (crab?) apple.
Turned south along Race Street toward the sunrise over McCullough Creek at the customary viewing spot,
as well as the early light shining on the nearby rabbit-statue
Rode down to the entrance to the “soft” path and saw shoots of rattlesnake master, edged with dew drops, emerging through the thatch of last year’s prairie growth.
A little farther on got close to a deer.
The area around the path to the inner prairie had been burned, and it was easy to see from a good distance the patch of shooting stars near where the path split into three.
Welcome, welcome shooting stars!!
They looked well, maybe thanks to the burn.
But farther down the path where I used to see pink shooting stars there were none, alas.
The little compass plant shoots were, however, making the their way up from the ground
Then rode homeward, admiring the line of blooming crab apples across Windsor Road.
Was glad for today’s change of plan.