As part of our learning adventure this summer season, we're making a fieldguide to our backyard.
We've got just shy of one acre, but about half of it is wooded and full of the most exciting things. I have always wanted to do this, and this summer seems the right time; Flower Child can work a digital camera and will probably think it's dorky next year, and I'm afraid the mighty call of the soccer ball might take my son away once he starts school. This is the year.
And so far, so good. We've identified spring beauties, jack in the pulpit, trout lily, wintercress, morels, and it goes without saying that poison ivy has topped the list.
There is an abundance of snakes this year, and while I am usually running away instead of remembering to snap the camera, one of us is bound to get a shot.
The greatest find so far, though, has been a mole. A plump dead Eastern mole. What an attraction for everyone, to be able to get fairly close to this little creature that usually remains so hidden, to see his giant hands and tiny eyes.
And then to poke it with a stick because, well, that's what you do when you're a kid and you find something dead.
The mole miraculously lasted two days/nights before falling victim to a fellow creature, one we have yet to identify and capture on film.
The goal for this project, which I think is really cool, is to record our photos and ID's and then have a photo book printed up via Snapfish or whatever service. An actual hardbound fieldguide to our backyard! It'll look splendid on the shelf, complete with dirty fingerprints.
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