Last Wednesday, I drove 23 miles northwest of Alma to hike in the two-acre, Hagen
Preserve owned by the Chippewa Watershed Conservancy. The early morning weather was partly sunny with a temperature of 66 degrees and a gentle southerly breeze. Leaving the car parked alongside Winn Rd, I hiked east into an open field along the southern boundary of the preserve where I spotted lots of Spotted
Knapweed and Sweet
William as well as an early sign of autumn- reddening
leaves of Virginia creeper. Without any groomed trails to follow, I trudged northeast into wooded wetlands where the pink blossoms of Joe Pye
Weed dominated the scene. This plant is named after a Native American medicine man from Salem, Massachusetts who earned his fame using it to cure colonial settlers of typhus in the late 1800’s. Also, I noticed a few blossoms of Canadian
Goldenrod, another early sign of autumn. While plodding through the dense growth of reeds, grasses and sedges, one of my arms came in contact with some Stinging
Nettle that resulted in a brief rash and inch. Nearby, I spotted a Black
Swallowtail Butterfly hidden in the lush vegetation and a Pearl
Crescent Butterfly resting on a leaf. Arriving at the edge of the gently flowing
Chippewa River, I paused to look and listen. After turning around to begin retracing my steps, I came upon a patch of
Motherwort and Bed
Straw mixed in the tall grasses while seeing Virgin’s
Bower vine winding up the side of a large tree trunk. In the fall, this plant produces white, wavy seed floss referred to as “Old Man’s Beard.”
Continuing back toward the car, I once again stopped at the river’s edge where I observed a large aggregation of fast moving
Whirligigs. This tiny, 1/8-inch long beetle is well adapted for life on the water. It has a split compound eye allowing it to observe objects both under water and on the surface. When disturbed, it exudes a disagreeable-smelling milky liquid, which protects it from predators. As a carnivore, it uses its antennae to locate food sources such as a fallen insect by sensing the waves it generates. Also, it can fly to escape predation and seek new habitats. Finally, I made it back to the car and headed home.
Once again
A welcome retreat
Away from town
With nature I meet
No noisy cars
Or smoggy air
No concrete jungle
Or lights that glare
A forest trail
Points the way
Nothing disturbs
But a call of the jay
D. DeGraaf
Watch out for that stinging Nettle! You are quite the naturalist, bug chaser, and poet! I wish I could accompany you on your outings. I would learn a lot! Good for you!
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