This Week's View

by Deanna Lee Birkholm
June 11th, 2007


I wrote a week ago about a delightful adventure JC and I had with our friend Nils to a private lake an hour or so from our home.

It seems we always learn something each time we fish. It may not be earthshattering, but still goodies to tuck into ones knowledge bank. Of course as we age, we tend to forget more, so it may all work out even in the end. Nils shared some history about the lake, interesting it itself. There was new foliage, plants I hadn't seen before. The lake was surrounded by reeds, which I assumed were cattails. Had I looked more carefully I would have discovered they were a yellow iris, wild, the same kind I actually have along one section of our little Koi pond here.

In fact, Nils mentioned a evergreen tree which grows up there, which apparently is quite rare. Part of the getting old, I can't remember what it is. Next time I see Nils I'll have to ask.

Have you noticed when you are on the stream or lake, the difference in colors of the trees? They may all be 'green' - but the shades and intensity is really amazing. If you were an artist and had to paint the scene, what could you use for colors? How could you produce that?

And if you have mountains, have you observed the layers upon layers which make up the scene before you? If you study it, does it begin to look like the layers of a stage setting?

And the same tree, growing on a hill a few miles away, looks entirely different? The color may be deeper - but you know really it isn't. Something called light refraction and reflection. And the whole scene changes again with the changing positions of the sun. Another whole picture.

There were a few wildflowers, we have some books on wildflowers, but we didn't have any with us that day. So I dug them out and looked for the little yellow flowers. The one book is keyed by color of the flower which helps a lot. I did find it, but it presented another thought.

I can sit in my living room and see a lovely assortment of flowers. Some are wild flowers which we dug and transplanted. I've lost a few, but many have survived. Many of the wild flowers have been 'tamed' and commercialized. And the people who know about such things have changed the size, look, and even added colors which the wild plant didn't produce.

Do you have any idea how many flowering plants there are? How about in the whole world? And who decided to tame which ones and why?

As the British colonized a large share of the world, they took little pieces of home with them. They wanted to re-create the comfort their gardens at home gave them. So across a great share of the world, roses and lilacs were transplanted. Off the subject, they also transplanted trout.

As we travel to fish, or spend a lovely day in our favorite stream, we are surrounded with all sorts of wonderment. It is there for the looking. A piece of the whole to lift our spirits and enrich our souls. Make sure you don't miss the show. ~ The LadyFisher

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