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Marvelous Meadows

  • Leslie Archambault
  • Nov 3, 2024
  • 2 min read
There is something magical and mysterious about an open meadow.
Meadow at Pine Croft Meadow, Waccabuc, NY
Each summer I make it a point to visit one of my favorite meadows in Waccabuc, New York. And each trip is never a disappointment.
Trail up to the meadow
The sweet smell of wildflowers fill the air inviting a variety of butterflies, dragonflies and bees to dance freely amongst the wildflowers.
Black swallowtail butterfly
Above: Black Swallowtail
Halloween Pennant dragonfly
Halloween Pennant dragonfly
dreamy photo of yellow swallowtail
Bumblebee
Cicada killer wasp
The bee photographed above is a cicada killer wasp. Although they are said to be docile unless handled, they scare the CRAP out of me and usually send me running.
Yellow swallowtail butterfly
Tall grasses and blooms rustle in the breeze, invoking a sense of mystery - what animals may have visited this meadow during the quiet of night? And are there any watching me as I walk through their home?
Meadow trail
View of house from top of meadow
Meadows are important habitats for a variety of birds, critters, animals and wildflowers.
A sparrow on a branch
Yellow swallowtail
Queen Anne's lace
The lovely Queen Anne's lace.
Bumblebee flying towards purple loosetrife
Purple loosestrife
Purple Loosestrife
Halloween pennant dragonfly
A secret garden is found and tiny wonders abound.
Wildflowers
Conecap mushroom
Conecap
conecap
conecap
dreamy purple loosestrife
dreamy yellow swallowtail
When my legs have grown weary and it's time to turn around to head back to the car, a new perspective awaits, inviting further discovery.
the path back with yellow flowers
wildflowers
yellow swallowtail
milk thistle
the trail back to the car

This Story was inspired by a poem I was moved to write after visiting Pine Croft Meadow this summer. I use the word try because my poem writing skills are like that of a 2nd grader. But whatevs.


To the meadow I go

hoping to find peace and inspiration

The sun warms my skin

As I walk down the path

I stop captivated by the dancing butterflies

Unbothered by the world

And on I keep going

wondering what animals may have

wandered along the trails

hunting, traveling, in the quiet of the night.

the songs of the birds distract my thoughts

bringing me back to the inspiring landscape

And when it is time for my return

I become distracted by the bees flying amongst the wildflowers

Stalks and stems of life and beauty

who seem to give so effortlessly

my chariot awaits me at the bottom of the trail

and reluctantly satisfied I get in


And finally, if you are a landscape lover and enjoy seeing different places, check out my Story on Longwood Gardens in Pennsylvania. These two photos were shot during a hike I took through their Meadow Gardens.
Meadow gardnes at Longwood garden
Meadow garden at longwood garden




 
 
 

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