Change Is Hard

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The trees talked to me


On an impulse, and because I’m still working on my 365 days of walks, I took my camera and wandered the woods of my favorite local park. It was later in the day than I’d normally be out there, and though I had seed and peanuts for any bird I ran into, I wasn’t out there to find picture of birds.

An overcast sky couldn’t dampen my enthusiasm.

I just wanted to be in the woods.

When I arrived two school bus loads of elementary students were milling about. Not a good sign. But luckily they were loading up to go, so I skirted their noisy mass and headed for the trail the furthest away from chaos.

So much texture and color if you just look.

There I began to notice the trees, and it was as if they were speaking directly to me. Who, they said, ever notices them? Most people are out in these woods looking for birds to feed, or deer to watch, or wildflowers nudging up from the wetlands.

Nothing out here but me and the trees.

Who notices our bark, they wonder, our towering stature. Who appreciates the shade we provide or the abstract art our branches draw? Who even takes note of the songs we sing when the wind blows and our branches rub against each other?

Oh wait. Let me take a closer look. I’m feeling watched.

So this post was going to be all about the trees, the different textures and shapes and sounds I experienced while I was there.

Tree art.

It wasn’t going to be about birds or deer or chipmunks or squirrels.

But as I was concentrating on capturing this lovely old log…

Even in death a tree provides nourishment and life.

…I heard from somewhere behind me a gentle cry, almost a soft whining. I looked back to find this little one asking politely if I had something, anything, for him to eat.

I’m sorry to interrupt you, lady, but have you got something for me?

Normally the nuthatches are a little more reticent and don’t come down to my hand until they’ve studied me awhile, until other birds, those brave titmice or the cheeky chickadee have made successful landings. But this little guy was hungry and no one else was around, so he had to be brave.

Thanks lady! Peanuts are my favorite!

And just like that birds began arriving from every direction.

And it was that way the rest of my walk.

Flight paths became crowded.

But along the way I did find other beautiful things. Like these fungus growing along a fallen log.

A bit of green on a cool spring afternoon.

And the last bit of winter color hanging on.

Some red to brighten the landscape.

And as I climbed a hill I ran into these guys.

Three gents out for a stroll, looking for love or lunch, whichever comes first.

Still looking for interesting trees, I turned to walk around the small lake, and was approaching my favorite stand of white pines, rounding a corner, and literally had to stop in my tracks. Because marching down the path toward me were a pair of cranes without a care in the world.

The lunch menu today seems a bit thin, don’t you think honey?

They walked right up to me as I was clicking away, and, without seeming to notice me, walked on by within inches of my hip. This didn’t really surprise me as the cranes here are so used to people. They usually ask for something to eat, but I’m a bit timid about letting them eat out of my hand. So I tossed them a few seeds and moved away to watch.

Aren’t their colors wonderful?

I had to laugh as they moved on down the trail and one of them stopped to stretch.


I continued on my way around the lake, anxious now to get back to the car. I had more than enough photos to choose from for my one photo of the day. And I’d been out there for a couple hours already and had barely walked 2 miles. Couldn’t even count this walk as exercise!

But the surprises weren’t over.

Around a few more corners, almost back to the busiest part of the park, I saw a deer munching on lunch. And behind her was something white. At first I thought it was just something caught in a tree, some trash perhaps.

Or maybe it was a cow.

What you lookin at lady?

A cow? Oh no, not a cow, but the fabled albino deer I’d heard about but never hoped to see. I didn’t get close, and there was a lot of brush and trees between me and it. But oh my.

Be still my heart.

I stood quietly for a very long time, just watching, not wanting to startle it or cause it to run. Eventually I eased myself further away long the path with a huge smile on my face. A once in a lifetime sighting.

So that was my day wandering in the park, talking to the trees and my usual suspects of birds. For a day when I didn’t think I’d see much of anything I sure had some wonderful experiences.

Thinking back on it all I feel, just like Mr. Blackbird, like crowing.

Hello world! Wasn’t this a magnificent day!

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

29 thoughts on “The trees talked to me

  1. Sometimes, magic happens.

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  2. Dawn!!! What a great post! Isn’t it just the best thing when you go out for ‘merely’ a walk, and instead this whole new world is out there for you? I am amazed at the birds eating out of your hand. That must be such a thrill. And the deer, and turkeys and cranes. I love the ‘awkward’ pose–such a riot. Ah, nature–you have so much to offer.

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  3. Move over David Attenborough, Miss Dawn is in the house and she’s putting up some stiff competition.

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  4. Wow, what a walk! Just a few trees, yeah, sure. And deer and birds and turkey and cranes (we don’t have cranes around here – very cool!) and albino deer – nothing but trees 😉

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  5. An albino deer! Awesome! And I just know Michigan birdies are braver and perhaps hungrier than Illinois birdies because I’ve never had one land in my hand. And, as I’ve probably said before, I really want that to happen!

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  6. What a lovely post! One of my favourites. Nature decided to treat you to her best because you respected her simplest bits.

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  7. Sawn what an incredible walk. Birds in your hand, Turkeys, Cranes????? Amazing!! And then an albino deer!!!!! I am smiling and re reading because I love this post so much- I only wish I could have been there with you.


  8. Wow!!! What a walk in the woods. I would have been thrilled with any one of those encounters. I cant believe the birds eat out of your hand.


    • I agree, seeing turkeys would have been cool. Seeing the cranes up close would have been cool. Having birds eat out of my hand is always cool. But seeing it all and THEN seeing the albino deer, well, that was amazing.


  9. Dawn this is a wonderful post. I learned from Granny J while she was still alive and posting how to “look at everything”. This is a great example of “there is never nothing to see” if you just pay attention. Thank you.

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    • I’ve learned over the years that there’s ALWAYS something to see, but even I admit this particular walk was full up with wonderful things and experiences.

      Thank you for stopping by!


  10. WOW, what an amazing walk!! There’s always something to see but you really had an incredible walk.


  11. Wow that last deer is something else! You saw so many wonderful creatures! 🙂


  12. That that is what I call a great nature walk. Beautiful pictures. How did you take pictures of yourself feeding the birds? I love walking on nature trails and just becoming one with nature. Several years ago my husband and I went on a day road trip and I made that day all about trees. I was hunting unusual trees to take pictures of and it was a blast.

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  13. What a gorgeous photo series! Thanks for sharing it with me!

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  14. You are welcome, thanks for coming by!


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