Daily Archives: October 11, 2012

Fall Bloomers and Butterflies (click photos to enlarge)

Fall is my favorite time of the year despite the frequent temperature changes in central Texas.

Butterfly species: Common Buckeye

Butterfly species: Tawny Emperor  )

There is a profusion of blooms in the wild garden that attracts the butterflies, bees, wasps, and beetles.  Most of the butterflies have had their fill and are gone by about 4:30pm so I must shoot when the light is not exactly ideal. So, I grab my canon with its 18-200mm kit lens, a tripod, and climb on my little electric cart and head on down to the lower part of the property where I let things grow just about as mother nature intends.

All of the native plants I dug myself many years ago from a patch of prairie that was doomed to a bulldozer and a huge Ford new car lot. There was not a soul to be found that would buy the property to be maintained in its un-touched glory. The prairie had never been tilled and was virgin land for eons. What a shame that even a university known for its research department in biology and ecology would not put up the money to preserve this beautiful prairie. It would have made a wonderful laboratory for the profs and students. I collected what I could:  seeds/plants and some of the grasses-  I dug before the bulldozers wrecked havoc.  I hoped and prayed that Nature Conservancy would somehow deem the prairie worth saving but even that huge non-profit organization declined to get invloved. I think politics played a huge role. Now the land is home to a huge building, a large expanse of concrete, and Ford motor vehicles.

Butterly species:  Queen  feasting on the luscious frostweed

A Queen butterfly feeding on frostweed

Some of the wild garden rampant with blooms

Frostweed- a butterfly magnet. Heavy blooms caused some plants to fall to the gound

Close up of Maximillian sunflower

Maximillian sunflower                                                                                                                                         .

Post and photographs: Yvonne

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How Do We Cope With The Loss of a Pet (original post 2/2012) click image to enlarge

Migrating  butterfly on frostweed

 

I’ve debated with myself if Dr D. would approve of what I am going to post. I did not ask her for a yea or a nay. Since she does about one euthanasia on average each week and sometimes more, I thought that some of her clients might find some comfort in this poem that I wrote for Dr. D. back in 1999. She still misses this dear little cat. In Dr. D’s words, “she made me laugh when I was down and brought me comfort when I was in pain. Athena will always be my most beloved cat. I think of her everyday.”

So the following poem was written in an effort to try to ease her pain. I wrote and re-wrote it many times- staying up until 3 or 4am after getting home from work at midnight.  I worked on this little poem for probably 2 weeks or more. I just remember that I labored to try to find the right words. I’m not really into writing poetry. I find it very difficult to try to get the wording to flow. Keep in mind that it was written from my heart and it is not a polished poem.

Someday I’ll write Athena’s story. I think it will touch your heart.                                                                          

  

The Day You Told Me Goodbye

 

It was fate and destiny that led you my way

Thank you dear Lisa for finding me that day

You rescued me as a wild, dying kitten and gave me life 

I shared your good times, the bad times, your pain, and strife

My life with you was filled with warmth and tender care 

And other pets whose love for you, I could share

I am gone now, you told me goodbye- please don’t be sad

Remember the happiness we shared together and be glad

The mornng I left you, my breath became the wind that gave me wings,

To live on in spirit and in the wind that sings

I will touch your face as a  warm raindrop on a summer day

You’ll hear my purr as a hummingbird darting among the flowers of May

I am still following you with footsteps that you can not hear

For I am your guardian angel now and I will always be near

I am free and wild again but I’m with you in my spirit though we are apart

You will see me again in other pets who will know the goodness of your heart

I will live on in the beauty of a butterfly and in the music of the wind

And one day you’ll  find me as a tiny kitten in need, waiting to be your friend.

Poem by Yvonne          September 21, 1999 

                              

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