Beau July 16th, 2008
At least once a week I try to take a closer look at the property to see what might need done. We all keep lists of “things to do” it seems, but I find it can be discouraging if you’re prone to writing a giant list of “things I would like to do” instead of focusing on what really needs done. I always tended to write those big lists in the past, but now I’m finding out that as I get older I forget more often… so it all balances out!
One of the good things about looking around is the chance to discover something you didn’t know about before. We’ve been by some trees near the young boy’s “secret spot” many times in the past, but never noticed any with fruit. The boy saw it first the other day, and noticed that red fruit was dropping to the ground. Turns out it’s a Red Mulberry tree that I never knew we had.
I remember thinking this looked like a mulberry, but never saw any fruit on it in the past. Could it be because of the bees this year? I don’t really know, but most mulberry fruit turns almost black before falling ripe, so I’m not sure why these were dropping early. It’s a tall tree so I don’t expect to gather any fruit. Good for the critters though.
Here’s a picture of some of my best friends in summer- the dragonfly. These guys may look funny, but they cruise around at high speed looking for other little bugs to eat. Their favorite? Mosquitoes. I’m all for anything that makes a dent in the mosquito population, especially around the water. Plus it brings back fond memories.
One time as a kid I was fishing up north one summer with my father and my brother. That week was my 16th birthday and we had a grand time. I remember one night that a lone fisherman had not returned from a day on a remote lake, and everyone was worried about him.
It was very late at night as we sat around the lodge, finally hearing the high pitched whine of a small boat engine approaching in the darkness. The man tied up and got out, taking a little ribbing for being gone so long. He was tired and disheveled looking, and said he got lost and then couldn’t get the motor started at sunset. While he tried to get the motor started, he said he was attacked by giant clouds of mosquitoes and it was awful. Then he heard this droning noise, and didn’t know what it was. Before long, he said waves upon waves of enormous dragonflies came cruising to his rescue like attacking fighter jets, darting all throughout the mosquitoes for a good half hour and clearing the air. He finally got the engine running and found his way home. That was a pretty neat trip, and a neat birthday.