Chuck Chuck

Pseudacris crucifers emerge quickly in this first spring rain
sloshing in the ankle deep water, I search out the cries in the dark,
Cries of bravado and longing,
your nimble feet clutching the rush reed
as you herald your voice into the chorus all around us
the x on your back signifying your place in the pond world
while your round vocal sac expands with fervor
soon, your sonorous voice will reach the concrete denizens

Colocasia esculenta- Kalo

May we wish you many many joyous rebirths

"If we can't laugh at our great religious discoveries where are we?" T. Leary

October 17, 1840
...I love spring water and wild air, and not the manufacture of the chemist's shop. I see in a moment, on looking into our new Dial, which is the wild poetry, and which the tame, and see that one wild line out of a private heart saves the whole book.
-R. Waldo E.

“Follow your bliss and don’t be afraid, and doors will open where you didn’t know they were going to be.” - *Joseph Campbell*

Cryptobranchus allaganiensis

My wish is to find one of these delicate hellbenders, but my dream is to find it in the Hocking...