The beginnings of what is to come after the long winter...
And the ending of a long sleep left behind after emergence of new life...
I will continue to be fascinated with the growing buds of fall.
How they preserver through the frigid chill of winter.
To spring to life when the weather warms.
That same fascination is extended to the moth that huddles wrapped inside a cocoon all winter.
Waiting for the day of warmth to emerge for the short life it will lead.
To mate and die.
We have noticed many new buds on the cottonwoods, horse chestnut, lilac, and alder. And this is the second empty cocoon we have spotted in alder bushes along the shore.
So much to discover even as we head into the deep freeze of winter.
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