Date: 11-14
Location: Betwixt the Mill Stream and the Hatfield Library stairs/elevator
Time: 1544-1608
Weather: chilly at times, mostly sunny and clear, 56˚F
Besides climbing up my first tree today (with the aid of a chair, table, and a couple sets of hands), witnessing a woman climb down a tree after 3 days and then
continue a political rally about clear cutting, and then watching a peregrine falcon perched near the Gold Pioneer atop our state capital, nothing major happened today. I decided to spend some time planning where to set up my final project at. Partly inspired by the skeleton-like trees, my voice instructor’s demonstration of bad habits, and a YouTube episode of an anime clip, I thought about making a claw of something reaching for something to take back into the ground. At least something along the grounds of that. Here, in the alleyway area I found enough space for making the piece. An abundance of ferns grew alongside the stream, laden with rufous red spores. Two umbrella plants with foot long conical flowers were dying. Several snowberry bushes bore ¼” white fragrant-less flowers and pure white berries. In addition, several 3-foot high tufts of grass, emerging seedlings, fallen big leaf maple leaves, and broken branches littered the 10-foot wide causeway. Two people looked at me curiously through the glass wall of the library. Two mallards (drake and female) approached me while swimming upstream. It was curious to see their necks stretched out like a bicyclist aiming for the finish line (or maybe more like a ninja running at sonic speed). They finally climbed over the edge of bank and stood a yard in front of me expecting something no doubt. After finding that I was not there to feed them, they headed back to the water, slightly disgruntled. I found a scattering of hulled sunflower seeds at the bases of two sequoia trees where a multitude of juncos and black-capped chickadees fed on sporadically. Someone was very considerate of the birds and the cold winter that lay ahead of them.
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