My Yard: A Song of Life

Right now my yard is indeed a song of life.  If you were to step out the door, you would hear a persistent humming; the gurgle of a creek, bird and bee-song.  There is the rustle of nuts (old and dry), and color – color everywhere.

My yard is “engineered”; that is, I used my skills as a biologist, civil engineering, ecologist, storm monitoring ‘guru’, as well as about a dozen other talents to create a wildlife habitat that helps shelter my yard and my house, protects things (including life), and reduces my energy bills.  It ranges from dry land (sand and clay) to creek bed, pond, and ‘swamp’.  All on just one acre.

There’s a three hundred foot brush pile I’ve established over twenty years – I add to it as decomposition settles it down.  It even crosses the creek (far in the back corner) so that salamanders and water snakes can live there.

It is the bees I am most proud of this year.  They’ve gone through some hard places over the past couple years, and last year was a “silent spring” – there was hardly any humming in my yard.

These are some the trees and flowers I use to draw them:

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When I look over my yard – it’s not the “song of life” I’d like it to be – not since the neighborhoods moved in.  But . . . the deer still wander the back field (however, the turtles, most of the snakes, squirrels, fox, opossom, and raccoons have disappeared).  But my yard wasn’t ‘designed’ for these larger creatures – it was designed for the small ones; the bottom of the food chain.

My big pond has no fish – but it harbors a healthy population of various frogs (including the booming call of the bullfrog at night); crawdads, and the dragonfly larva of a half a dozen species of ‘dragonflies’ and darters.  Later as the summer moves in I’ll see their bright and green flashes hovering over the water – and the bullfrog’s tadpoles are about as big as a minnow!

I’ve built, put, installed a thousand places for things to hide: the smallest things, the ones I tell children to look for . . . like this curious shy frog:

And I rescued a hognose snake yesterday – that was such fun!  Really – it was.  Hognose snakes are cool.  I’ll have to tell you about them sometime. . .

But here’s the thing (sort of) . . . we enjoy this time of year – because it really ‘pulls in’ and brings out the “little Michael” in me – the little boy who just enjoyed looking at and playing with flowers, exploring ants, watching butterflies, avoiding bees, and catching lizards by the tail.  “He” still loves – greatly loves – doing those things, and “we” work hard on keeping our yard varied and alive.  “The more the merrier,” seems to be our way of thinking – the more variety the better . . .

So many American strive for the “perfect kind of yard” – a vast green monoculture of strictly trimmed grass, a few varieties of bushes and trees – and that’s it.  My yard, on the other hand, is a wild profusion of weeds and yarrow; rabbit weed and pulpit’s flowers; dillweed and sunflower.  I just ‘let it go’ – to a point, of course – and have the most wonderful yard (and some say most beautiful) in all of the town . . .

What can I say.

I/We planned it that way.  And hope you have enjoyed.

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About jeffssong

JW is an adult childhood abuse survivor with DID*. He grew up in a violent family devoid of love and affection. He is a military brat and veteran. He no longer struggles with that past. In 1976 JW began writing "The Boy". It took 34 years to complete. It is currently on Kindle (http://www.amazon.com/dp/B004T3IVKK ), or if you prefer hard copy, on Amazon ( http://www.amazon.com/Boy-J-W/dp/1461022681). JW resides somewhere in the deep South. He is disabled and living with family. Note: Please feel free to take what you need; all is free to all. With that in mind, keep it that way to others. Thank you. We have 3 Blogs - One for our younger days, 0-10 (The Little Shop of Horrors); one for our Teen Alter and his 'friends' (also alters) with a lot of poetry; and finally "my" own, the Song of Life (current events and things)
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3 Responses to My Yard: A Song of Life

  1. The Hobbler says:

    It’s beautiful!

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  2. Michael says:

    Beautiful.

    I thought one day. Why am I mowing the lawn. You guessed it I had not good reason so I stopped. Same with my hair. Anyway I think I know how mowing lawns got started. Keeps the snakes and mice out of the house. I solved that. I mow a moat around the house.

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    • jeffssong says:

      I always told my wife I wanted to see how high grass will really go . . . when that failed, I was letting it “go to seed – you can’t cut the seed heads off!” . . . then “for the wildflowers and bugs” . . .

      LOL, she mowed it this last time, tho 🙂 And yeah; the hair thing: down to the middle of my back. Just got tired of wasting my time/money on cutting it – plus I had a crewcut to a high&tight for 24 years, LOL! Had enough haircuts to last my lifetime.

      Moats are kewl. And they work.

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