I do not know how to distinguish between waking life and a dream. Are we not always living the life that we imagine we are?
~ Henry David Thoreau
It’s another pretty day here in the Bogs. It’s wonderful of Mother Nature and Father Weather to provide such a gift on our last day of this visit.
This morning I paid a lot of attention to the pond itself. It is chock full of fish. The bass have made their shallow bowls in the bottom for laying eggs. The male prepares the nest, making a circle two to three feet wide. The female lays between 2,000 and 40,000 eggs, depending on her size, and the male guards them until they hatch (it takes about a week). Since the fish are hanging out in their nests, I’m guessing the eggs have been laid.
Someone needs to get out there and fish. It looks as though there is an overabundance of fish. I’m surprised the Great Blue Herons haven’t made a dent in the fish population. They may be eating the frogs as it doesn’t seem like we have as many frogs as usual. I’ve heard green frogs ponging at night, but have not yet heard a bullfrog’s baritone bellow.
I should head out. We’re cutting/sawing wood today. We brought our chainsaw along to help them build back up their supply of firewood for the winter. Quite a few large branches came down throughout the winter and spring, and we need to take care of those as well. It’s an excellent day to work outside.
Thank you for joining me on another short walk. I’m not sure when I’ll be posting again. I think the next few days will be rather full. Have a fantastic weekend, and I’ll see you again sometime soon.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂