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Notes from the Waxhaws

Of wetness and wildness

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What would the world be, once bereft
Of wet and wildness? Let them be left,
Oh let them be left, wildness and wet;
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.

~Gerard Manley Hopkins

A steady, cool rain this morning in the Carolinas. Gray skies above…but all below is cloaked in spring green and wetness. Birds are singing, nonetheless. The soft coos of the mourning dove…the mysterious flute-like tones of the thrush emanating from some nonspecific location in the woods…the white-throated sparrow, sadly elegizing old Sam Peabody. The blue flag Irises just barely containing themselves…waiting expectantly for the warm rays of the sun to help them burst forth and contribute to the splendor of the world.

Then there is Esmeralda, the reddish-brown feral chicken, with her new suitor who arrived on the scene this week, a black and white rooster (who I’ve since named ‘Q’). They’ve been inseparable…as they wander about in the drizzle foraging for their sustenance…Q occasionally stopping in his tracks…flapping his wings…and then belting out his cock-a-doodle-doo, ostensibly warning off any would-be rivals.

Greenness…wetness…grayness…birds…flowers…all playing their part in ushering in the season.

Written by Jim

April 19, 2014 at 7:44 am

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  1. Isn’t that just like Ma Nature to emerge from her long reverie and insist that the rest of creation follow suit? Some days diffident, meting out spring’s gentle promise of warmer days to come. Other days absent, having directed winter to return for a spell during her absence. Every day, and night, tending her perfect schedule.

    Who the heck is Sam Peabody?

    doggoddess

    April 23, 2014 at 11:35 am

    • Well said, Amy. Old Sam has the dubious distinction of helping memory challenged birders identify the call of a white-throated sparrow…Old Sam Peabody-Peabody-Peabody. :)

      Jim

      April 23, 2014 at 7:18 pm

  2. It would be remiss of me not to acknowledge Esmeralda and her recent suitor. Squawk!

    doggoddess

    April 23, 2014 at 11:37 am


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