Most of us have been told to stop and smell the roses. It must have been a biologist, or a truth seeker,
or a butterfly who coined that phrase. This page is dedicated to that - to the stopping, and the smelling.
The links will take you to some of the websites that find favor with me; one is for the "fungiphiles",
one is for the green thumbers, and one will not only tell you where to catch fish, but will also indicate when the tides are
low, as well as showing you how to clean a razor clam. It is required, of course, that you fearlessly navigate through
the choices at those sites.
I would invite you to notice the world around you, to savor even the lowliest of events. It was such
a moment as that which inspired my ODE TO THAMNOPHIS
Thamnophis, by the way, is the genus name of the garter snake.
the day was hot
the sweat did pour
i pulled at weeds
i do abhor
i sought some shade
my skin to cool
and there you were
you were no fool
but i had entered
your domain
your meal engulfed
you made your claim
i watched your eyes
your checkered back
i marveled at
the fear you lack
you watched me
you didn't dash
you worked it down
that slippery stash
but once you finished
your delight
you slipped completely
outta sight
there's one less slug
and one fat snake
a Kodak moment
this did make!!
Vicki June 1998