CALM BEFORE THE STORM...
It doesn't get much more beautiful than this.......here are students from the Waldorf schools sitting on the rocks of Joe's Head writing poetry. The visibility was perfect as you look out to Gooseberry, Wood and Mark Islands. Fishing boats cruised out to sea, even kayakers were enjoying the calm waters. The Seaside Goldenrod and Purple Asters lured migrating Monarch butterflies to stop for a taste of their nectar before taking off over the bay. These students sat for about 45 minutes gaining inspiration from the sounds of water washing against rocks, birds calling and butterflies flying......all against the steadfastness of these giant boulders. The puffy clouds added to the beauty, and some of the poems were quite moving.

Seaside Goldenrod takes rooting in the cracks of rocks and gives a splash of bright yellow these days. We are beginning to see signs of seasonal changes. The mosquitoes are still a presence to be contended with however.

A new batch of Waldorf students arrive today and it looks like it will be in the rain. One of the highlights of last week's exploring was finding several Sea Slugs. These are small, inch-long creatures that move like a slug on an expanded foot. Their backs are covered with gills of a contrasting color. They are found at this time of year feeding on those pink hydroids that grow on the floating docks. I've also found them in shades of brown in the spring of the year. Why we don't find them during the summer is a mystery. Maybe you have the answer. I do see where they have laid eggs now.....small white coils of eggs can be found on the hydroids. Here is one of these sea slugs, also called Nudibranchs. It is cruising in a petri dish!

The wind picked up this week, remnants of Ike. The scene on Joe's Head was dramatically different with crashing waves. The gusts were up to 45 miles per hour in some instances. Luckily, it didn't last long or produce much rain for the new batch of Waldorfs. As they headed out to paint the scenery, I wondered if their pallets would be paint-able! Consider the Monarchs that surely were being blown inland from the wind, and those delicate Sea Slugs clinging to hydroids......it's a tough world out there.

9/16/08 Ronnie holding tight.....