i have hesitated with this. Even though the photograph was taken some days ago, i was hesitant. I know a little of the Why now. There is more of Why that i am yet to learn. Part of why it's here today is my words of the last post. I read them over and over and have sat with them, waiting for some understanding. It's coming, I need to be quiet.
I don't even know how to tell this. Have spent already over 2 hours this morning, from before first light, trying to begin.
As Alyssia and i were working in the beds of the wall gardens, pulling plants to make space, we BEHELD a strange sight. And Beheld is not an extravagant word for what was happening, in the exposed soil, right before our eyes. Many. Many things were MOVING. It was startling....at first brain said they were some kind of strange insects, unlike anything i'd ever seen, and really frightening in that there were so many and all moving in such a slow and deliberate way, hard to tell if they were coming up out of the Earth, or going back into it. As we watched we made the connection. These were the seeds of the very amazing plant, Large plants we'd been watching, had identified as Storks Bill. Erodium cicutarium. We confused it at first with saying Crane's Bill. But Storks Bill.
Since the complaint of Frustration, i have spent time reading about Storks Bill. What we were seeing were many many of its seeds, planting themselves. "a drilling appendage that resembles a corkscrew that twists and untwists first clockwise and then counter clock wise in response to changing humidity. I refer to plants as beings. sometimes plant people. And i am stricken by the brilliance of what i witnessed, by how little i really am aware of, how little human beings are aware of.
as i said. it's hard to talk about. It's so surreal. And then, everyone was here yesterday, Jenny's man, as usual was sheperding their dogs around, training them around the chickens, which i haven't said much about, and suddenly called out, a nest! A hollow in the tall grasses, just at the edge of the drivewayroad. With EGGS. 10 of them. His dogs flushing the chicken from where she was hiding to protect them...the chicken that had appeared a week or more ago, just one morning, there, outside the little chicken coop with the kids four hens, then seeming to have disappeared for a couple days, suddenly found to be still here, a chicken, who had come from somewhere, and walked a distance, like, acres, from somewhere else to make a nest.
and i read that Storks Bill gives a green dye. Needs no mordant.