Here’s what our north field looked like on Thursday. That tan, bush-hogged look takes some getting-used-to at the end of summer. It’s like having your child return from camp with a shaved head or purple hair. You can’t stop staring at the change and wondering about the importance of appearances that you took for granted.
But it’s a good thing, really. The same wonder and stares arose in early June. That’s when the field spurted – seemingly overnight – into a lush green entanglement of grasses, sedges, ferns, and wildflower stalks:
Our small summer field creatures needed that then; this was their honeymoon destination, nursery, camp, and more. It’s now where many deer roam and browse slowly and the occasional bobcat and coyote stride quickly. (Images taken on October 3 and June 11, 2024.)