It’s an interesting phenomenon when we stop and think about the number of things we resist and depend upon, from necessities to pleasures.
I went for a walk this morning and marveled at the beauty of my little neighborhood in a historic district of North Georgia. A perfect April morning and so much is in full bloom, trees full of new green foliage. Birds chirping, as they peck around for food, squirrels scurrying around, digging for food, and one lone butterfly floating around, but a lot of bees buzzing around the flowers. I thought there was such a quiet rhythm to the manner in which so much life expresses itself.
What I saw on my walk was a different kind of life than that which appears in this area after dark. I live near Lake Lanier, which is a very large lake covering five counties, surrounded by many dense wooded areas, hence the home of a number of wild animals.
In my front and back yards I have seen deer, coyotes, and I have a potbellied opossum that appears regularly in the evenings, looking for food. I call it Pete the Possum, and my six year old grandson who is into building traps, is trying to catch him with string and colored marbles.
This ‘possum is one of the ugliest animals I have ever seen, and moves very slowly, searching for food. I’ve gotten rather used to seeing him trudge around in the evenings, because I have security lights that light the area up at night. Admittedly I’ve started leaving food in one corner of my yard, he heads for every time he appears.
I throw nuts out for the squirrels and seeds for the birds, however my pecan trees furnish a lot of food for the squirrels and they bury their winter supply in various spots on the lawn. Squirrels are my favorite creatures to watch aside from the birds. I have three named Nutmeg Nellie, Dit Da and Sagaru.
My favorite bird is the red-headed woodpecker and they love obtaining their food from the wood of the pecan trees. Once I saw a bald eagle sitting on the back fence of my back yard, but only once. A few miles away on a large bridge, there’s an eagle’s nest on top of the bridge which crosses Lake Lanier.
There was a time when man hunted animals for food and now they hunt around us looking for food. I’m reminded of the story of the one-gallused stranger, who journeyed to the Okefenokee swamp in a wagon to trap wild hogs. Accomplished by throwing out corn, then building a fence around them to trap. Upon returning he announced to the locals he could trap any animal in the world if he could get it to accept a free handout. Which is equally true of human beings, now so pervasive in our current nanny State here in this country.
As much as I enjoy watching the wild animals, I also have some fear of them because frequently outbreaks of rabies in this area. My interest is not that I’m a great animal lover, but enjoy observing nature and the natural order of the various species, and the things they instinctively do to survive.
I recall reading the story about Dr. Jarvis, who wrote about Vermont apple cider vinegar and honey for healing many years ago. The locals told him to go spend five years with animals to understand its healing properties. He followed the cows, and tested the grass they ate and the grass they would not eat and discovered, that which they ate had properties of acidity, and that which they refused to eat was alkaline, and wrote the book about the healing properties of apple cider vinegar and honey, to bring the body into proper Ph. balance.
We as human beings can and have learned a great deal from observing animals. Most are familiar with the experiments of Pavlov and his discovery from bell-ringing and rats, and how they respond. Which is a wonderful story to help us understand the jack-hammer rhetoric of the managed news media of today, ringing in our ears 24-7.
As for myself personally, I find an interest in animal and bird life helps me teach my six year old grandson, Prince William, whose observation was that a squirrel does not have a brain, only a thinking spot.
My youngest son grew up on a little farm the first 8 years of his life, and as a result learned a great deal from watching caged rabbits, chickens roaming in the yard and roosting in the magnolia tree, two pigs in a pen, and riding his pony named, Tip-Toe.
Sadly we’re living in an era where most children attend public schools and have no idea where a tomato comes from, much less the ham and eggs they had for breakfast.
Twenty-five years ago there were a number of entertaining and informative television shows for children and grown-ups alike to watch about country life on farms, but even those have disappeared.
It’s in this connection, about the only place children of today can learn about the natural order of things on this Universe is from their parents. Many have no idea where the essentials of life like food come from. In my opinion that’s a sad commentary on our educational system. Despite the fact we live in this extraordinary era of electronics, it does not feed us.
Leo Tolstoy said: “Everyone thinks of changing the world but no one thinks about changing himself.”
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