In the field of nature

What’s your dream job?

I’m nearing the end of my chosen career as an accountant. It isn’t a dream job. It’s one I chose for practical reasons. I have been able to make a good living while working behind the scenes, which is quite appealing to an introvert.

A dream job is one where you’re doing something you’re passionate about. It’s even more satisfying if you’re helping others.

In my 40s, I took up trail running. My eyes were drawn to wildflowers, and I started taking pictures of them. I learned their names and plant families. I feel joy when I find a flower I haven’t seen before. I love seeing pollinators on them. I welcome the arrival of my beloved flowers every year. I share their beauty with others on my Facebook page, Wildflowers of the Hills and Plains.

Four years ago, we moved and bought a house with a bird feeder. Now, I’m learning about birds! I’m becoming the person in the birdwatching meme my brother shared with me.

As you age, it’s ridiculous how fast birdwatching creeps up on you. You spend your whole life being indifferent to birds, then one day you’re like, “Hey, that’s a yellow-rumped warbler!”

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If I had known forty years ago that I would have found so much joy observing and learning about nature, I may have chosen a different career. I have a feeling that practicality and self-doubts would have kept me from pursuing my passion.

The good thing about retirement is that I will be able to pursue my passions without worrying about a paycheck!

How can I choose just one?

What is your favorite animal?

I love, love, love animals. I don’t have a single favorite, so I’ll share a few photos of animals I love.

We live close to a state park where you can see bison, antelope, bighorn sheep, elk, and deer. Bison graze close to the road on the Wildlife Loop so you can view them close up. I especially love to visit the park in the spring to see bison calves, which are called “red dogs” because their hair is red. But don’t try to pet these furry cows!

There are a lot of deer in South Dakota. We live on the outskirts of town and deer frequently visit our yard or the pasture behind it. To see them up close, I look out a basement window.

White tail deer

The pasture behind our house is leased a few months a year for cattle. I don’t know why I like cows so much, but I do.

I’ve become a big fan of birds. In the winter, I most frequently see Eurasian collared doves, house sparrows, chickadees, dark-eyed juncos, and bluejays. Recently, we’ve been excited to see grouse.

Sharp-tailed grouse

I have always been drawn to cats. Cats have been part of our family since my husband and I married thirty-seven years ago.

❤️ ❤️😍💖

“what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
human beings that you care for them?
You have made them a little lower than the angels
and crowned them with glory and honor.
You made them rulers over the works of your hands;
you put everything under their feet:
all flocks and herds,
and the animals of the wild,
the birds in the sky,
and the fish in the sea,
all that swim the paths of the seas.‭‭”

Psalms‬ ‭8:4-8

Season of Singing

In another life, I would have been a botanist. In this life, I am merely a fan of wildflowers. The unfamiliar lexicon of botany makes plant descriptions read like a cross between a scientific journal and a tantalizing novel.

I have learned to identify dozens of wildflowers, primarily found on hiking/biking trails. I also find wildflowers in roadside ditches, in vacant lots, and even in my own back yard. Because I am always seeking, I notice any little speck of color or interesting leaves that don’t seem to catch the eye of other people.

As a kid, I learned that thistles had to be controlled on farmland because they were invasive. Now I know that many weeds are labeled noxious – any invasive, non-native plant that threatens crops, wildlife habitats, or other local ecosystems.

This month, I have been squeezing through the barbed wire fence separating my yard from a pasture to dig up noxious weeds so they don’t spread to our yard. Until last year, the pasture behind us was owned by an old rancher who leased the land for cattle grazing. He sold forty acres to the local school district, which has no immediate plans to build on it.

Common mullein and houndstongue are two examples of invasive plants that grow in the pasture. According to the Wisconsin Horticulture description of mullein, “Individual plants produce 200-300 seed capsules, each containing 500-800 seeds, so that 100,000‑240,000 seeds are produced per plant.” Houndstongue does not produce as many seeds as mullein (only 2,000 seeds per plant) but it is toxic to livestock and wildlife.

A couple of weeks ago while digging up houndstongue, I saw a plant with hairy leaves that I recognized from my days searching for wildflowers in Colorado. I tried unsuccessfully to identify it with a plant app so I turned to my own photo collection. I remember struggling to identify the plant when I first saw it. Someone said it was spearshaped phacelia, a member of the Boraginaceae family. It is actually Western Marbleseed, another member of the borage family, described in detail on the IllinoisWildflowers website:

Each flower has a white corolla that is ½–¾” long, a hairy green calyx with 5 slender lobes, 5 inserted stamens, and a pistil with a strongly exerted white style. The corolla is cylindrical-angular in shape, becoming slightly and gradually wider toward its tip. At the tip of the corolla, there are 5 triangular lobes that extend outward and inward, effectively closing off the opening of the corolla, except for the exerted style. These lobes are often tinted green or yellow. The outer sides of the corolla are densely canescent, except where its lobes occur; the latter are hairy throughout. The lobes of the calyx are linear-lanceolate to linear-oblong in shape. Including its lobes, the calyx is about two-thirds as long as the corolla. The pedicels of the flowers are up to ¼” long (rarely longer); they are whitish green, terete, appressed-pubescent, and covered with appressed to slightly spreading hairs. At the bases of these pedicels, there are solitary bracts up to 1″ long that resemble the leaves….

Corollas and calyxes and pistils, oh my!

I also saw something purple peeking through the tall grass and weeds. This time, the plant app correctly identified the flower as spiderwort. When the flowers opened the following week, I confirmed this ID. What a shame that this beautiful flower is hidden in the weeds. And how delightful that beauty can be found by those who actively seek it!

Why am I so enamored with wildflowers? The beauties catch my eye but it’s more than beauty that attracts me. It’s their uniqueness and diversity. It’s their resilience, the ability to thrive in less than desirable conditions. Flowers are evidence of God’s creativity.

The fields declare the glory of God; the flowers proclaim the work of his hands.

Flowers appear on the earth;
    the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
    is heard in our land.

Song of Songs, 2:12