From today’s Piney Woods Church Road ramble, a curious photograph with a shadowy outline rather evocative of a goose.
Oct 172014
Oct 172014
The wood oats along Piney Woods Church Road have all turned russet brown now. In the warm, breezy afternoon air, I watched the stalks swing to and fro, seed heads suspended like objects in a mobile or wind chimes.
Oct 162014
I find endless delight and inspiration in the beautiful forms of fallen leaves resting on the gravel bed of Piney Woods Church Road….
Oct 152014
Persimmon season is approaching. The persimmons are just about the right color, but still firm to the touch. Once they begin to get soft and mushy, then they will be ready. The coyotes in the area are less patient than I am, judging by all the persimmon seeds I saw in a pile of coyote dung I saw on the roadbed a few days ago (which I photographed, but couldn’t quite find the audacity to post here).
Oct 152014
I hurried out the door, bound for Piney Woods Church Road (as usual), but fresh from an interminable hour of paperwork for a new online teaching position. I had only forty-five minutes to find something photo-worthy, snap its picture, and race back to my waiting keyboard. Wednesdays are my longest work days — my last online seminar ends at 11 pm. I had an auspicious start to my walk — a doe in the backyard paused long enough for a few images. If only I were already on Piney Woods Church Road, I thought to myself….
The wind was blowing intermittently, the sky a leaden late afternoon gray when I begin walking down Piney Woods Church Road. For once, my journey was ruled by the watch — I had enough time to make it halfway only, and then to hurry back. I paused at a sassafras tree with some brilliant red leaves juxtaposed with many that were still green. Bright color, but not quite inspiring somehow. Sufficient, though. They would do in a pinch.
Where the woods ended and pastures (horse on the left, cattle on the right) began, I turned around to head back. And then I saw it about two feet above the ground — a flash of brilliant yellow. I was immediately drawn to this burst of light amid the gray. I sat on the ground to steady the camera on my knee, and took photo after photo. The one below is my favorite from the lot.
As I suspected, it is an evening primrose. There was another one further down the road, which bloomed back in April (Day 103, to be exact). But this is another species: The Common Evening Primrose (Oenothera biennis), a native biennial reaching up to six feet in height, found throughout most of the United States and southern Canada. It has long been recognized as a healing plant, with names such as Cure All, Fever Plant, and King’s Cure All. It provides a pain-reliever for headaches, a remedy for skin ailments, and a treatment for arthritis. For me, in a hurry to resume work on a gray day, it offered a burst of sunlight and a moment of healing.
Oct 142014
I set out this afternoon for Piney Woods Church Road, cool breeze blowing and air drying out ofter a long rain that lasted overnight and through much of the morning. Leaves and pine needles blanketed the road bed and verges. I paused at a sapling tulip poplar, admiring a new bud at the tip of a leaf. Not now. I suspect the bud is ready for next spring, after the year’s turning. Seeing a new bud, I begin to think back on my own beginning, along this same stretch of road, watching leaves unfurling into spring so many months ago.
Oct 132014
I found this Arrowhead Spider (Verrucosa arenata) almost immediately upon arriving at Piney Woods Church Road this morning, resting head-up (the only local orb-weaving spider that does so) in the midst of her large web, whose center was at the height of the top of my head. The Arrowhead is fast becoming one of my favorite of Georgia’s many colorful spiders. Like all other orb weavers, the Arrowhead Spider is harmless to humans.
Oct 132014
On a warm and humid morning, with the fog lifting and sun just starting to peek out, I paused to photograph an autumnal violet aster blooming along the roadside. There is scarcely a month in the year that something is not blossoming here in Georgia….
Oct 122014
On my journey back toward home down Piney Woods Church Road, an unexpected brown and white horse trotted over to the barbed wire fence in a pasture that had previously been empty. The horse seemed enthused about receiving attention, perhaps because he or she (I did not bother to investigate which) was all alone in the field. I suspect I will visit with him to provide head and neck scritchings on many future walks.
Oct 122014
I walked Piney Woods Church Road in the mid-morning, after a light rain. This water droplet was about to fall; before I could take a second photograph, it was gone.
