[ˈpäləˌnādər] pollinator
something that moves pollen from the male anther of a flower to the female stigma of a flower
My foray into gardening this year didn’t mean just planting vegetables to feed us. I wanted the bees to have their own oasis. With ongoing reports about their decline, planting a package of seeds seemed a small thing to do. My garden is wildly unmanicured but for me, judging by the variety of bees it hosts, I’m calling it a success.
[fôrˈto͞oədəs] fortuitous
happening by chance
Some days are just like that. I knew the day was going to be perfect when it began with pink fog. Chased a rainbow, and found it laying along one side of the mountain. Wildflowers, mountains, rainbow.
What could be more perfect?
He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.
Albert Einstein
On a recent trip to the mountains we had the great pleasure of seeing this guy munching away amongst the wildflowers that infused the meadow with color. The bear’s sense of smell is incredible so although I was a good distance away and using a long lens, he knew I was there.
I love that I have the opportunity to be in the presence of these large apex predators. When steps are taken such as proper food storage while camping in their backyard, everyone is safer, bear included.
For me it’s a thrill to have wildlife appear in a setting that is already filled with beauty. I’ve been at this very place throughout all of the seasons and I’ve never failed to be rapt in awe.
Nature…it’s a beautiful thing.
it's (almost always) about the water... 