The Last Snowflakes

The other day saw an unexpected snow shower here in Catskill that lasted only a few minutes – a violent start and a quick ending. Seems appropriate that this be the last snow of a relatively snowless winter. That shower has now been replaced by strong signs of Spring. The other day, while hiking through the woods, I stopped in my tracks as I struggled to identify a low sound off in the distance. Not an unfamiliar sound – just one I hadn’t heard for a while. Slowly but surely the sound increased until it seemed to surround me. I looked up and saw formations of geese flying north filling half of the sky! What a sight to behold.

Scientists can tell us all the whys and wherefores regarding this natural event. (Everything related to animal migration is truly fascinating to me.) But, regardless of how much or little one understands the process, one can’t help but be awed by this display of nature and the seasonal clock it keeps.

I believe that there is a subtle magnetism in Nature, which, if we unconsciously yield to it, will direct us aright.  ~Henry David Thoreau

This whole fossil “thing” that has, for some time now, captured my attention is somewhat similar. Geologists and paleontologists have done amazing work over the years explaining early life, its origins and progressions through seemingly incomprehensive time frames. I study the subject and often struggle to understand the scientific underpinnings. And when the “light” turns on and I get it – well, that’s a wonderful moment for me. But it’s nothing compared to the sensation I feel when I crack open a rock and expose remains of life forms that lived almost four hundred million years ago! The whole experience bypasses the brain and seems to go to my very core – much like being witness to Spring migration!

Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.            Albert Einstein

Writers far more adept than me have waxed on about the beauty and wonder of Spring. If you can’t find time for such reading at least try to take a walk in the woods. Leave the phone behind and allow yourself a brief moment with nature. It never disappoints.

                              The poetry of the earth is never dead.                                      John Keats

The good weather has allowed me to spend more time photographing new found fossils. Today I’ll focus on some of the small ones – small but beautiful nonetheless. They are deserving of a moment in the spotlight, especially after being hidden for so long.

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