As I worked out what I wanted to say in this post, the words used by Joyce Kilmer in his poem “Trees” came to mind as a fitting subject. Many years ago I came to believe that nothing else is as beautiful as nature. Nothing. Whether it was plants, animals, weather, natural/geologic features or phenomena. The latest example I saw of this was during a recent visit to the compost pile on our property. A day or so earlier I had poured leftover grease byproduct from the kitchen onto the rotting material. Upon my return I noticed a distinctive area of fungus growing where the oil was poured. Recent rains after several months of drought have caused various fungi to appear all over our property, but this new variety was different. It was a very brilliant yellow and reminded me of coral or other organisms that have unique texture and shape. I never thought something living off decaying matter would be considered beautiful.
In my collection of paper paraphernalia is a copy of Rush Limbaugh’s “35 New Undeniable Truths” given to me long ago by a former co-worker and ditto-head. I am not a fan of Rush. I used to enjoy Rush in the pre-Clinton years, but lost interest when his talk show became a monolithic rant against liberalism. (my beliefs put me entirely off any political map anyway) Plus, I think all he really wants to do is listen to his own voice. Number ‘8’ on his list says-“The most beautiful thing about a tree is what you do with it after you cut it down.” To which I can only say, Rush Limbaugh is a Philistine and I can’t wait to see what he gets made into after someone cuts him down. Any suggestions?