Showing posts with label James Clowater. Show all posts
Showing posts with label James Clowater. Show all posts

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Golden Girl


Her golden curls 
fall 
in soft spirals
over the meadow,




textures that grip my imagination
and tug at my heart






I see her form reclining
along the edge of fall leaves,



in the gold and red of the meadow.



a brillian orange and sulphur yellow fungi, Laetiporus-sulphureus, Chicken of the woods

She prepares a feast. 
A fascination of fungi, 
the beautiful,


A deep dark violet mushroom with a testured cap. Cortinarius violaceus, the Violet Cortinarius


the exotic


A large elegant parasol mushroom with a shaggy cap and a ring on the stalk. Lepiota Rachodes.

the elegant 
and the delicious.






Haunted

Her memory tugs
at my heart
like a trout not yet free.
 Even among
my favorite things,
I hear her voice
 among the ferns.
 
Surrounded by her
favorite green,
I am only then 
distracted
 from 
her memory. 

jsc 







Thursday, November 19, 2009

November: "At This Time"





November brings cool wet days. On Mount Wells, the mist rises up and wraps the firs in wet gray cloaks.


 

The lichens that drape the Garry Oak have lost their dry brittle look and are flourishing in the moist fall air.





Along the Chain Islands migrating shorebirds dot the reefs. 
Hundreds of Dunlins accompanied by Black Turnstones, Surfbirds, and Black-bellied Plovers perch shoulder to shoulder on the rocks. Three species of cormorants, Double-crested, Brant's, and Pelagic, stand like dark sentinels among flock.




Three Short-billed Dowitchers remained for a week in Oak Bay before continuing on to their wintering grounds in Mexico.




The last scarlet leaves of the Choke Cherry are brilliant against the forests of Matheson Lake.






Hooded Mergansers and other ducks are returning from their breeding grounds to winter along the coast of Vancouver Island.



Harlequin Ducks gather along the rocky shoreline where they dive for snails, limpets and chitons.





 


 








The Red-breasted Nuthatch, the Winter Wren and the Song Sparrow are our winter companions in the Gary Oak meadows of Victoria.  



 

The tidal rush is strong past Beechy Head creating eddies and backwaters that shelter and feed the fish, the birds, sea lions, seals and orcas.





In the Sooke Hills, the forest is now wet, wet, wet. Mary Vine Creek is high and fast as water rushes over the rocks.





The Bird's Nest fungus waits for the rains of fall to release its spores. The eggs within the nest are spore packets waiting for a raindrop to splash them out.