“Sometimes the most ordinary things could
be made extraordinary, simply by doing them with the right people. (Elizabeth
Green)”
A favorite corner of Quarry Lakes park
The three pups and I walk for an hour on alternate mornings -
other days I ride my bike for an hour... and Judy does just the opposite
- so the pups enjoy good walks every day.
As we ride or walk, spring is the season of daily small surprises - the
golden California Poppies and occasional Purple Lupine are splendid, grass is forming seed heads, Crain flies are out and
active, ( with their giant mosquito appearance), big black stink bug beetles meander on the trail.
Clouds of small male water insects swarm and hold in a tight flight pattern hoping
to attract a female. Blue belly lizards have emerged and are sunning
of the rocks, and for days now they have
been adding water to the Quarry Lakes to bring them well up to normal... Hurrah! Flocks of migratory birds come for a while and then continue on their
way... Right now we have gangs of cormorants and grebes hanging out in the lakes.
The 3 stooges - Willy, Roxy, Rusty
My friend the Crain fly
Spring in California is a continuous parade of subtle changes
–We dont have the dramatic emergence of green sprouts, and the running of the
sap, such as they have in New England. Even
in the coldest days of winter there is always green grass, always something blooming, and signs of growth activity (even days when we have a touch of frost) . But I know that winter
is past by the return of bursting leaves, fruit
trees blooming, and the advent of hay fever... I picked the March avocados, oranges are ripe and soon we will have loquats. My spring garden is in: Swiss chard, Romano
beans, Zucchini, Cucumbers, Beets, Tomatoes, Manoa Lettuce, and Favas...and all doing well.
I love to visit the coastal forests this time of year (We go to the neighborhood of Pescadero) – the
soil is moist, trillium is blooming (both white and purple) , banana slugs abound...and the small
streams flow over moss covered
stones. (Such melodic sounds!) Birds sing a cacophony of forest songs ... it's still cool and the trails are empty of people. The coastal redwoods have a special charm in this cool misty air...
I complained a lot about the rain this winter! I'm a bit like the farmer who cried "Bad rice" - hoping to fool the weather spirits into giving more rain... February was terrible - almost no rain. In March we got hit with a Pineapple
express - a steady series of warm tropical storms that did wonders for our rain
totals... At the moment we have just attained the season average - but this
could well be the end of our season. For
the foreseeable future not a drop more predicted. And worst of all, the mountain snow pack falls well short of season normal. Almost all of our rain this year was due to two rainy spells that gave us
90% of our season's rain. At this point
some of our reservoirs are looking pretty good...But they are predicting a dry La Nina year next winter... Save keep saving water folks! Let those lawns stay dry -
Our hills are actually green - much of the rear they are "golden"
Judy and I have a
family policy of catch and release when it comes to insects and spiders in the house: big giant
Crain flies with their long fragile looking legs, fast moving wolf spiders on the floor, and every now and then a lizard will
get into the house. Generally we catch
the critter in an upside down water glass and slip a card under a glass to trap them...Then we release them in their preferred habitat out doors. I have a special feel for releasing crane flies - they are so delicate and beautiful.
Do you notice the springtime
sky? I am a cloud watcher - great fluffy cumulus - little wispy cirrus -
even ice crystal sun dogs when the sun is low in the Western sky.
I watch the changing position of the rising and setting sun. Now
every day the sun follows a path higher in the sky and sets further North. Sometimes if the dust particles, smoke, or
water particles in the air are just right there are even glorious reds,
oranges, red in the sunset. I understand
it has to do with scattering and refraction of light. We have too many
city lights to see the night stars well - for that we have to go high in the mountains where we lie back on great rocky boulders and watch for shooting stars...
This past year we started feeding birds - I built a platform feeder
and we buy seed 60 lb sacks from a farm supply store. With the
first morning light the gang of little grey birds in hard at work and we watch the
drama of their feeding routine progress... Everyone scatters when a Stellar
Blue Jay arrives - and they really panic when a hawk visits- the real marauders
are a gang of Band tail pigeons - Judy runs out and shouts and waves something
- and they dash off in fear... And when we go to bed at night the call of the
grebes and other water fowl calling to each other from the lakes...Us and our
birds...
These are some of the ordinary things that make up the mosaic of our lives... Not the sort of things that deserve comment - but they are the things that bring 'salt' into our daily life...
I love the alternatives open to us here - an hour to reach the ocean, 3 hours to the high mountains, 4 to the high desert |