“Nature has an economy, an elegance, a style ……” if we could just ”rise out of the rubble” and see.
What is your motivation for getting out in nature? Is it to log miles, climb the next hill, socialize, take a pretty picture, experience wildlife, or perhaps calm your mind? When walking, anywhere, how often do you just pause and really see what’s around you, or ”oops” underfoot?
More often than not, I like to think I fall into the latter category, but at times it doesn’t hurt to get a wake-up reminder …. and yesterday was one of those days.
Where plants ”choose” to grow can be surprising. All Spring I walked right by a cement-lined, bone dry water canal, chock full of mounds of last year’s tumbleweeds, the oddly discarded sneaker, and miscellaneous plastic bags of household garbage. I rarely gave this ”dump” a second look …. it’s quite an unsightly mess, and “why doesn’t someone clean it up!”
But there, pushing proudly up and out of the mess and rubble was a 10 foot tall tree, oblivious to its surroundings and obviously very happy with its living conditions. After all, look at those gorgeous pink gauzy chiffon-like flowers …… the tree was covered in pink!
The scientist in me wanted to learn more about this hardy species …. the Desert Willow. Why was it thriving there? Where did the seed come from? Don’t all “willows” grow best in a riparian environment? What does it do for water? Maybe this really isn’t a willow? Has it been blooming long? What pollinators visit the flowers? Did the seeds from last year’s dangling pods float away in the wind or drop to the ground underneath the parent tree? And on and on.
But on this day, my desire was only to pause and enjoy the surprising contrast of this tree to its random and unsightly place in nature. I just stopped and gazed at the flowers and wondered why?
And perhaps I’m grateful for this particular pile of rubble, because without it would this Desert Willow even be growing there?
What do you think?