When we moved to our new home a decade ago, we planted bamboo all along the boundary wall. Living up to its reputation of being the fastest growing plant, they shot up and then the laws of the forest took over. Wood- land wonders appeared in our backyard..... Itsy-bitsy spiders wove miniscule webs; myriad ants made little mounds near the roots and went about the serious business of crawling! Black and yellow wasps bore precision round holes on the stems and went into hibernation! Dry leaves fell, rotted, and turned to soil food. Then in the midst of the dense green, the doves came to nest. And they kept coming year after year. The moorhens came too, making a nest where the foliage was the thickest. This made me feel like the ( earth ) mother of all that I survey.
But if birds come, would snakes be far behind? I saw one gliding about the grove, rather majes- tically. On any sunny day, lizards ( the ones with a tinge of red on the back ) bask, loath to move. And we thought that the bamboo would be just a hedge! I still marvel at what we got in exchange!
Glory be to God for dappled things- For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings; Landscape plotted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plough; And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim. All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him. Gerard Manley Hopkins
The first flowering shrub I planted on our land
Every flower is a soul blooming in Nature.-Gerard De Nerval
Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself? -Henry David Thoreau