Hey there, time traveller!
This article was published 25/6/2014 (794 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.
After a long, drawn out and bitterly cold winter followed by a spate of overcast, drizzly days we’ve finally been getting some decent weather. So I toss my roller blades and protective equipment into the car and it’s off to the Transcona Trail for a skate.
It’s a joy to be out on the trail where to the north,east and west I can see a panorama of ever-changing cloud formations clearly standing out against the azure sky.
To the south, the residential areas offer a contrast to the wide-open spaces. As I zip along I’m serenaded by a multitude of frogs from the ditches bordering the trail. I don’t have to travel very far before I hear the joyful twee-twee, tweedle-dee-dee of a meadowlark singing. Although I am relatively contented, my worldly woes will not allow me to match the meadowlarks’ and frogs’ sheer exuberance at being alive.
In pools of water, mallards and Canada geese probe the depths for some fresh, green shoots. The beautiful colours of the mallards glistening in the sun is a testament to the benevolence of Mother Nature and a precursor to the wildflowers impatiently waiting to spring up to greet us.
Returning home I shower, have a belated breakfast, and have a good look around my yard.
The perennials have not started to sprout, the lawn has patches of winter kill, and there’s a scruffy look about the place. It could use a good dressing up.
Fortunately, there’s a greenhouse nearby with a fine selection of flowers and plants. I pick out two colourful hanging basket arrangements and hang them on brackets in my backyard.
As soon as I have them up a huge bumblebee appears on the scene and starts probing the flowers for their nectar. Probably a queen bee looking for sustenance to give her the energy to establish a colony. Right behind the bumblebee a host of smaller wasp-like flies alight and start dining on my flowers.
The wide open spaces, the frogs, the Canada geese, the mallards, the bumblebee and the wasps confirm how lucky we are to share in such marvelous richness.
Ron Buffie is a community correspondent for Transcona. Email him at firstname.lastname@example.org