#AdventWord #Share

Back in October, the Northeast Chapter of Louisiana Master Naturalists was hiking a trail along Africa Lake in Tensas River NWR. We were being led by one of our members, who had researched this trail and was teaching us about the flora and fauna we encountered along the way. This hike was her interpretive project, the capstone of our certification process. She was leading us to the conjunction of the lake and its feeder stream. Turning the last bend in the trail as we approached, we were greeted by enormous cypress and tupelo trees, the purple blaze of ironweed flowers,…

#AdventWord #Expectation

Hard to believe. This tiny green capsule with it’s wide, thick brown collar of spent florets will be–in a couple of months–a fresh, ripe pawpaw. If I’m on my toes and beat the wildlife, I’ll come back to this tree to pick it, peel back its thin yellowish-green skin and stuff the pale yellow custard in my mouth, being careful to preserve the 6 or 8 polished brown seeds inside. I haven’t managed to raise one yet; the squirrels always dig up and carry off the seeds. But I’ll keep trying! Mother Nature is always pregnant. Always. If not with…

#AdventWord #Compassion

Yes, there really is a “compassion flower.” It’s a hybrid created by crossing a pansy and a violet, and it is a lovely flower. But I nominate pineland hibiscus, with its blood-red heart and pale yellow petals, as a naturally occurring compassion flower. How could anyone be other than kind and caring in its presence?