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Eider duck sits by gulls. Photo by Rebecca Arnoldi

Eider duck sits by gulls. Photo by Rebecca Arnoldi

Black backed Gull eats remains of seal carcass

Black backed Gull eats remains of seal carcass

I went to photograph and paint seals. The sea was rough, and I got only quick glimpses of the seals.  I photographed gulls instead. Following the gulls, I saw an eider…Watching the Eider, it walked over to a Black-backed Gull eating the remains of a seal carcass.The tide came up and my art supplies, camera and I almost got washed away. On our way out,

eider walks among gulls, Photo by Rebecca Arnoldi

eider walks among gulls,
Photo by Rebecca Arnoldi

my dog led us to a leatherback turtle carcass. No photo; my camera battery ran out. But I do have something else to remember the turtle by…my dog got a quick roll in…we have a smell souvenir.

Brant in flight over water

Brant in flight over water. Photo by Rebecca Arnoldi

Movement is our Home: We animals differ from plants in our ability to move. Plants move, but most move very slowly. Animals can move quickly, at a whim. We not only can move, but our bodies need movement to function well. Good circulation and a healthy lymph system, good digestion and good lung capacity  is cultivated by movement.  When we stifle our innate need for movement, we can develop physical and emotional imbalances. And for those injured or ill, or not free to move at their own will, even when we are still, there is a continuous movement of fluids and breath inside of us. For us animals, movement is home…

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Heel and Toe, Jolly Rumble-oh, We was up long before the day-oh
to welcome in the summertime, to welcome in the May-oh
Cause summer is a-coming in and winter’s gone away-oh!
(Thank you to my mother for giving me this song, and a tradition of honoring the earth on May Day)
A May wish for anyone seeking: May we all find truth, love, and purpose embodied in our cells, our actions, and the life that surrounds us.
Egret hunts

Egret hunts

DSCN4161 I would say no, a pigeon is no less beautiful than a thrush, or any other bird. Yet when I see a thrush, or other less common bird,  I might watch it more attentively, with more excitement. We are fascinated with the exotic. . Down South on the rivers of South Carolina and Georgia I watched the Brown Pelicans dive for fish, fascinated with what is for Southerners along the coast a common bird. They fly up, scan the water for fish, dive down into the water after after their prey, swallow, and float for a few moments, and repeat.When they dive, they remind me of a cartoon character.DSCN4138 It seemed courageous and skillful. I watched an adolescent pelican and indeed, it seemed that diving for fish does take  more than instinct… there were a lot of failed tries and the dives were not as spectacular.The adults were in breeding plumage, so attractive, I wondered if I was a pelican in a past lifeIMG_0193IMG_0197

I left the slowly melting snow and spent a week traveling from Charleston South Carolina to Isle of Hope Georgia on the ICW (intercoastal waterway). Boat motor running, we traveled from island to island, mile marker to mile marker and saw a multitude of birds. We think of wilderness and wildlife as separate from human creations, but there is little of that type of wilderness left. Maybe we can explore wildlife and wilderness as it intertwines with our human cultural creations. AIMG_0226 IMG_0242 IMG_0213 DSCN4031 DSCN4047 DSCN4124 DSCN3977 DSCN4111 DSCN4093s we traveled down the meandering rivers, I began to see mile markers, docks, bridges and masts IMG_0001 as resting stops for the avian ICW travelers and inhabitants.

This has been a difficult Winter in New England. More for wildlife than for us. Snow storms kept coming, taking away heat, food sources, shelter, water. I ran into some of those that didn’t make it along the muddy river… a Black Duck and a Mallard.IMG_1538IMG_1152  One day after passing those past, I entered the museum and saw Kathe Kollwitz’s sculpture of a young girl in death’s grip.  Later I walked outside, by the river, and saw a female Mallard, looking very weak, with a male staying close and seeming to support her along.IMG_1308IMG_1309. Winter is a time of loss. Those that don’t die may hibernate or remain dormant. After loss, sometimes there is a pause before new life emerges. This pause, between Winter and Spring, is for some the most challenging time. It is when we feel the loss, but the new life seems still abstract and elusive. I think this is the time that we need to let our dreams burn bright… let ourselves be completely immersed in what is clear, deep and ready to flower inside us. Barbara Kingsolver writes,” The sky was too bright and the ground so unreliable, she couldn’t look up for very long. Instead her eyes held steady on the fire bursts of wings reflected across water….” Here’s to the hopes and dreams…  we can let them grow strong inside us.  Spring and its fertile ground will soon be ready to welcome animals, plants and our truest dreams to live and flourish.

 

I lay under the Maple tree in a  yoga stretch my breath keeping rhythm. Suddenly a titmouse landed on the privet bush beside me. It began squawking loudly. I lay still, but watched and listened as the bird continued to squawk agitatedly. Another titmouse came over to check out the scene. Then three chickadees came in. Then a  White Breasted Nuthatch,flew to the Maple, walked down it toward me, came in close…they all called, seeming to support the riled up squawker. S/he came over to the Maple, just above my head. We looked at each other; I looked into eyes big, dark, beady. Are you telling me something? Or telling your companions about me? It seemed like  the birds were actually going to perch on me. I moved and they flew off … I wondered, what this bird’s message could be. Did it think I was dead? ;a potential source of insects to eat? Did it think I was in trouble and altruistically trying to notify others to help me? The message I took was this- this old Norway Maple, a tree we have considered cutting down , is old, considered a “weed tree” and could fall on our house. Yet it is full of life and possibility, especially for insect-eating birds like the chickadee, Nuthatch and Titmouse. I took the visit as a plea to leave the tree standing- let it die slowly- let life continue on inside and around it as long as possible… perhaps even after its death, (as dead trees actually have more biomass than live trees and provide great habitat for cavity nesters). And look at yards as habitat. They are home for urban and suburban dwelling wildlife. May we preserve green space in the city. Maybe this was not what the titmouse was saying, but it’s the message I took. Tufter TitmouseNatural history note: Titmice and Nuthatches live mostly off Acorns in Fall and Winter ( there is an oak in the yard) Titmice form long-term pair bonds ( so it could have been a couple). Titmice, nuthatches and chickadees  form mixed species flocks outside of breeding season for enhanced feeding purposes…

1Versatile Blogger Award

Dear Kitty. some blog https://dearkitty1.wordpress.com/has been so generous as to nominate rebeccaarnoldisblog for the Versatile Blogger Award.

Thank you so much, my dear blogger friend! You’ve got a great blog!

The rules of this award are:

1. Thank and link back to the person who awarded you.

2. Nominate up to 15 bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award and include a link to their site (and tell them that you have nominated them).

3. State 7 things about yourself.

SEVEN THINGS ABOUT ME:

1. I began this blog to encourage myself in a daily practice of art-making, nature observation and writing… I also was recovering from a broken heart and it was a great way to get out of my loneliness and feel that I was sharing something with the world.

2. I began this blog to encourage others to connect with life inside (emotion, breath, body, spirit) and life surrounding (nature).

3. Many of my photos are taken while walking my dog… she teaches me a lot, and maybe some day I will have a blog about her.

4. I’m not a photographer. I’m a painter, never studied photography, and have a point and shoot camera, but strangely enough I post mostly photos. Maybe some day I will study photography, and/or get a digital SLR!

5. I have a meet up group called, yoganatureart adventures. come along!

6. I lead workshops that focus on yoga/body awareness, art-making and nature study,through arnold arboretum,  mass audubon at wellfleet bay, quiet mind yoga studio, yoga east, musketaquid and through the brookline art center, come along! If you know a place that might want to host this type of workshop, please let me know.

7. I love underdog animals. For instance, one that has been bombed and poisoned and still is today, the common crow. I find crows beautiful and fascinating… and they count to 7.

 

 

 

 

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