Visited Comrade’s stop off the 97. This milkweed patch looked great! I sowed seeds and recorded a vigorous rustle of shrubs and trees — a sonic artifact of the nonstop headwind we’ve gotten today. I spliced the wind to give it a propulsive drive that reflects this feeling.
While I was off planting, Ursa documented a butterfly that was fluttering around our bikes. Celisa told us about them: Coronis fritillary — also called “mini monarchs.” They migrate up into the Cascade mountains in the summer and come down to the shrub-steppe around this time of year. They lay their eggs on sage brush skeletons in the fall and then die — and the eggs lay dormant through the winter. When the sage violets come back in the spring, the larvae emerge.
Dos mariposas de color naraja // Cruzan senderos en el otoño // Uno dice al otro: // “Buen viaje.”
