We spent a week around Christmas in Gainesville, where Elizabeth grew up. It was great to see family and to get back to some of our favorite outdoor spots. Forget about palm trees and beaches -- this part of Florida is all about beautiful spring-fed rivers and majestic live oaks draped with spanish moss.
Friday, December 31, 2004
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
We spent an afternoon on the Ichetucknee River, a beautiful, crystal-clear spring-fed river not too far from Gainesville. We tried to take our time and stop to watch the birds and turtles. Here's a little blue heron we watched for a long time as he walked around on the floating vegetation, snatching bugs periodically. The longer we sat still, the closer he came to us -- until Mom came back up river to make sure we hadn't fallen in.
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Monday, December 27, 2004
We went out to Paynes Prairie to check out the effects of the flooding from this year's hurricanes, and hoping to see some alligators since it was a warm day. Instead, the highlight was spotting two great horned owls in the live oaks on the edge of the prairie (with the help of an expert birder). First they were calling to each other, then the male flew over and mated with the female. We stayed and watched them preening for a long time.
Thursday, December 23, 2004
Sunday, November 21, 2004
Dawson's Cabin
On the way home we stopped briefly at Sideling Hill. It was refreshing to see their timeline for the creation of these cool rock layers after reading this week that a) the Grand Canyon visitors center is now selling a book claiming the canyon was made during Noah's flood, and b) 40% of people in the US don't believe in evolution.
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
November 3
We couldn't stand to watch the news anymore, so we went to the woods. On the way home Tom Daschle was on the radio giving his concession speech. Heartbreaking.
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
Bird Knob
Sunday night we camped by a little pond on Massanutten Mountain. A highlight was seeing a little black bear cub in the clearing below Bird Knob -- it scampered away when it saw us. The low was the low -- it got cold! There was frost just above where we were camping.
Thursday, October 07, 2004
Metamorphosis
A few weeks ago we brought home three black swallowtail caterpillars from our garden. We've been watching them transform ever since, and today one hatched from its chrysalis. It has been a real gift to be able to watch this process up close.
September 24. When they're eating and growing, caterpillars are perfectly happy to stay in one place as long as you keep bringing them new food. But when it's time to start making a chrysalis, they like to wander. Today one of our caterpillars spent hours crawling around its box. It finally decided the screen on top was where it wanted to hunker down. It spun silk to hold itself in place. Several hours later the caterpillar shed its last skin, leaving this chrysalis.
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