I've been able to visit my phenology site three times this February and each time the weather has turned out to be rather nice! I was able to record detailed notes in my journal about each of the different experiences I had at my site. Now, I'm finally getting around to writing a post (sorry for procrastinating).
Looking back on my first recording at the beginning of February, I remember feeling like it had been a long time since I had visited my phenology sight. However, nothing in the area looked too different through my perception. Looking around, you could tell that it was still winter. The air felt cold. Small patches of white snow were resting on the dead grass. Tiny twigs and pieces of rock were still scattered under my tree, covered in a light layer of frost. As I sat on my tree stump, I pondered where all of the small twigs and pieces of rock had come from.
While sitting on this tree stump, I enjoy picking up the rather dirty twigs or sticks and examining them. Each twig, stick, or rock is unique in its own way and I find myself to be interested in really looking at them. Each piece of nature, in general, is so beautiful to me.
I'm looking forward to our new unit in class about rocks!
Thanks, Mandy.
ReplyDeleteI really like what you have written here, but you left me wanting a lot more detail... Where did all of your ponderings take you? What did you find to be unique about each object you observed in detail? What is it about nature that inspires you to see beauty?