Relics of Seasons Past

I went in search of harbingers of spring but found only sepia colored relics of seasons past.

Relics

Relics of seasons past.
Not sure what the flower is, but it makes a pretty relic.

 

Relics of seasons past - a wild hydrangea flower
This is one of my favorites – a dried wild hydrangea flower from last season.

 

What's left of the flowers from last season at Wild Ozark
Dried flower heads with a bit of Badger’s hair. He passes this way on his guard patrol.

 

Pretty dried grass seed head at Wild Ozark
Pretty dried grass seed head at Wild Ozark

 

Dried grasses at Wild Ozark
I love the color of dried grasses, and especially like the little bits of fluff in the junctions. I believe this is Little Bluestem, one of our native grasses.

The harbinger of spring is one of the earliest blooming native wildflowers here at Wild Ozark. Others of us plant-watchers have been reporting seeing them, so I thought just maybe I’d find one too. But I wasn’t disappointed in the day’s collection of pretty images. Even if they’re not harbingers.


This post was originally published in Feb 2016. I really liked this one, so decided to run it again this year.


First Hunt by Ima ErthwitchPredator and Prey, or the hunter and the hunted is a common theme throughout my fiction writing. No Qualms, one of my short stories (free at most retailers) is about about a predator/prey relationship. Symbiosis, my first finished novel, not published yet, deals with predator/prey relationships and the balance of energy among life on earth, sometimes symbolic and often outright. Many of my flash fiction stories (I have twitterfiction and 100-word flash stories) are also dealing with this same dynamic. This is a strong theme that runs through most of my fiction and is strongly influenced by life in the wild Ozarks where we live. My first published novel, First Hunt, also has a predator and prey theme to it. I guess it's just part of my nature.

Nature Farming


Wild Ozark is 160 acres of beautiful wild Ozark mountains. I call what I do "nature farming" because the land produces, all by itself, the shagbark hickory trees, ferns, moss, ground-fall botanicals, and the perfect habitats for growing and stewarding American ginseng. I'm co-creating with Nature - all of the things I use to make the Fairy Gardens and Forest Folk, the bark we harvest for Burnt Kettle's shagbark hickory syrup, are produced by nature without my input. This land is my muse for inspiration when it comes to my writing, drawing, and photography. It's truly a Nature Farm.

About the voice behind this blog, Madison Woods

I'm a creative old soul living way off the beaten path with my husband in the wild Ozark Mountains. Besides homesteading, growing plants & making crafty things and newsletters, I write books and stories. My rural fantasy fiction, written under the pen name, Ima Erthwitch, usually takes place in a much altered Ozarks.


3 thoughts on “Relics of Seasons Past

  1. Ha, this time I remembered to save my comment before trying. Now I can replicate it here. Here it is:

    I love shots like these, Madison, and have many, many myself. I especially like the second shot of the hydrangeas.

    janet

    1. Thanks, Janet and glad you didn’t have to re-write this time! I still don’t know why it doesn’t work the other way for you. LOL, if you’re like me, you probably have many many shots of the same things from year to year, too. Dried hydrangeas are one of those plants I am always taking pictures of.

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