Week 5: Post-Post

I decided to write about an ecosystem that I am very familiar with and that I have already expressed a love for: Southeastern. Particularly my favorite spot, narrowing down the broad environment that can be found on our campus.

Looking at the overall environment, I find: trees- oak, tall, providing shade and respite. Grass- green and lush, flourishing under the care of the large, patriarchal oaks. The spanish-moss draping over them delicately and with care.  They are the founding fathers of this little meadow-esque spot that I love so much.

There is a small man-made creek new to the environment that releases the rainwater into the ground that accepts it thirstily and without question.

Raccoons, squirrels, and armadillos all make a home here. They race around the oaks like children at a family reunion, and perhaps they are. They enjoy all that their elders provide, those that have seen, heard, felt, and tasted so much more they have and ever will.

The worms that lives in the moist soft earth, eating, chewing, grinding. The fallen leaves, as confused as the rest of us, about what season it is. covering the ever-green grass, protecting it like a blanket.

the crickets and fire ants. making it impossible for me to sit amongst those oaks I love so much. The sweet smell of damp earth and the decomposing leaves and twigs.

The gentle breeze that floats through rustling, moving.

The birds that sing in four part harmony. They wrap you in their melodies.

Those patriarchal oaks. I love them.

This is my ecosystem.