Monday, November 30, 2020

Theme Day: Comfort food


This month's theme is comfort food.  What is more comforting than food when you are in need.
My husband and I took over the running of our church food pantry last January.  Surprise, surprise along came the pandemic.  We've had to be creative and flexible to keep the pantry open.  But the generosity of the community has been overwhelming!





 

Sunday, November 29, 2020

Yellow Bellied Sap Sucker


His name sounds like an insult, but he's not worried.  This yellow bellied sap sucker came visiting the backyard.


It's hard to see, but he really does have a tiny bit of yellow on his belly.






 

Saturday, November 28, 2020

Chrysalis


Where else would you see a butterfly chrysalis but in the butterfly garden.   




 

Friday, November 27, 2020

Sunlit


I walked around a bend in the path and saw all these grasses backlit by the sun.

 

Wednesday, November 25, 2020

Happy Thanksgiving


We walked through the neighborhood looking for Thanksgiving decorations.  There weren't very many.


Most people have skipped Thanksgiving and gone straight to Christmas.





 

Tuesday, November 24, 2020

Lonely Cormorant


This cormorant swam and dived all by himself in Durant lake.  Where are the rest of his friends?  I've rarely seen a cormorant by himself.





 

Friday, November 20, 2020

American Lady


Is this the last butterfly of Fall?  It's probably the last zinnia flower.  This American Lady butterfly was fluttering around in mid November!



 

Thursday, November 19, 2020

The Trees' Macbeth


Walking by the art center, we heard some strange voices.  Following them, we found a circle of trees with speakers.


They were telling a story - a strange story.
It was an adaptation of McBeth, told by trees.

Basically, the script was computer generated by feeding the MacBeth script and books about Everglades ecosystems into a learning machine.  It generated blocks of text.  The artists cut up the text and rearranged into a play.  In the play, Lady Macbeth leads a tree-killing army into the forest.  The three Weird Sisters and three talking trees conspire to stop her.  She experiences an epiphany and becomes a tree herself.
They leave us with questions: 
What does it mean for a tree to be an actor and not the scenery?
How do we give agency and voice to other forms of sentience?
How does listening to these new voices help us empathize with the non-human?

Standing in the center of a circle of trees, telling their side of a story was eerie.  They didn't seem too friendly.







Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Tuesday, November 17, 2020

After the rain


We got over 5 inches of rain in the last storm.  Shelly lake was very high.  The benches were in the lake!



 

Monday, November 16, 2020

Saturday, November 14, 2020

Thursday, November 12, 2020

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

Finally Fall


I thought we wouldn't see fall this year, but finally, mid-November, here it is.




 

Monday, November 9, 2020

light in the forest



I was struck by how the light came through the forest to light up one tree.

 

Thursday, November 5, 2020

Shy guy


This little box turtle was walking happily along until we came by.


He pulled into his shell and waited.


He peeked out, but never felt safe enough to continue his walk.




 

Wednesday, November 4, 2020

Blowin in the wind



Hurricane Zeta brought us a lot of wind, and some new friends.
This grasshopper swept in and crawled up the front window.
It was a welcome diversion on an inside day.




 

Tuesday, November 3, 2020

Friends in the time of Covid


It's difficult to find a way to meet with friends these days.  These two found a walk and talk the best way.



 

Monday, November 2, 2020

Old turtles


These big old turtles were basking in the sun.  
A red eared slider.  
These turtles are not native, but are becoming ubiquitous because people release their pets into the lakes.


Snapping turtle. 
These are native, and not too friendly (see here)






 

Sunday, November 1, 2020

Spider


This spider held onto a big meal.  I'm not sure what he caught, but he wasn't letting go.