This is an event that caught my attention a few days before Christmas. It was definitely not in the line-up for Christmas or New Year posts, but it just had to be added to my short list of pieces that show up around this time. No mystery there anymore; this is how it happens on many occasions and I follow through.
Over a year ago on the sister blog, I had posted a poem titled 'One Hundred'. It had been written awhile back and told a little of my encounter with a century old coconut tree, just outside my fence (http://spatrail.blogspot.com/2012/09/trailing-bush-part-4-walk-on-words-12.html).
The old tree was also in the process of giving up its crown. The rings of branches and coconuts have since fallen. What remains of the centenarian is a towering trunk that is now dry enough to be put to other use by mother nature herself.
Last year around this same time as we approached the new year, my handy camera-man had rushed out to capture photos of the rising moon and the post 'Winding Down ...' was up within a couple hours (also on the sister blog). You can click over to read and view at http://spatrail.blogspot.com/2012/12/winding-down-with-full-moon.html.
Fast forward ...
This time, around mid-morning, my handy photographer was called into action once again to capture two woodpeckers, that looked like small black dots, way up on the old coconut trunk.
I had been hearing but not listening to the knocking sound. It did not really hold my attention until I finally noticed the repetitive and rhythmic beat, in the background of a Sunday morning conversation. It had actually been going on for quite some time and it was coming from the towering headless trunk just outside the fence.
My photographer had to zoom in against a clear blue sky to capture the wood-pecker in action, as it quickly circled the old trunk. Now you saw him, then you didn't and suddenly, there he was again! There was one obvious opening close to the top of the trunk on the side that we could see. There might be others on the opposite side. I could only imagine the view from that penthouse bird-nest. How could I have missed this process that must have been going on for some time, right in my back yard?
They could have been male and female; one pecked and checked while the other watched from a nearby dry tree branch. They were probably refurbishing their pecked home after the heavy rains of the season.
But what I saw from a distance was nothing compared to the details of natural design; color, texture, shapes and lines, that the zoomed lens were able to capture.
The camera had been put on automatic setting to re-focus and capture the busy movements of the bird. Then I had the task of choosing from over 25 photos for this post ... a difficult 'task'!
I share a few of these photos with the thought that nature is always in reinvention mode; that nothing is lost, only 'recycled' into something else that serves an essential and possibly higher purpose.
In this case, the once majestic, century-old coconut tree, had been reduced to a headless dried-out trunk, then converted into the pent-house nest of two woodpeckers. Who would have thought ...?
I had actually imagined the trunk slowly crumbling to the ground ... and it will, but not before it has run the full course of its transformations.
Now I am well on my way to understanding that everything happens in its time, with purpose. Our part, I suppose, is to remain focused and learn.
I continue to see the pair heading in and out of their nest and I wonder if they are in the process of adding a second floor to their home ... more room for young ones maybe?
I am less nostalgic over the loss of the emerald centenarian.
As we stand on the verge of 2014, remember that inspiring spots are all around just waiting to catch our attention. Know also that you are always welcome to share your encounters and comments on Trail Spots (T-Spots!).
Especially, listen and look out for some of those re-inventions that might be happening right in your backyard. Be camera ready!
Take a look at what is happening in mine ...
Of course, I had originally intended to post about three photos, but then the inclination to share more kicked in.
Could there possibly be a a new year message from the wood-peckers and the old, old coconut tree trunk, or any of the natural re-inventions that might be happening right in your back-yard?
This is what the trunk looks like now from a distance, since the tip-top fell recently. It was about ten feet taller beyond the peckers' nest. That section is now resting in my yard waiting to be recycled into organic plant soil.
|More recycling ...!|