With a forecast of nonstop rain for today, our plan was to find ways to be out exploring…and also to not spend our entire day drenched to the skin. We did pretty well, starting our day with some time in Seaside’s tiny aquarium. I have mixed feelings about places like aquariums and zoos, but I also know that the opportunity to see and learn about animals helps to build empathy and ultimately, appreciation and a sense of protectiveness for wildlife and nature.
I was drawn to the octopus. I read The Soul of an Octopus by Sy Montgomery a couple of years ago,, an account of the author’s experience with an octopus at an aquarium. These strong and nimble creatures are purported to be smart, the problem solvers of the sea. I was lucky enough to be in front of the tank when the octopus began moving this morning. I was fascinated as I watched its suction-cupped arms navigate the glass pane of the aquarium wall.
Great Pacific Octopus
master of disguise
hide out finder
squeezing into the tightest space
Armed times eight
thousands of suckers in place
climber, acrobat, magician
practicing sleight of suction
on rocks and clear glass windows
showing agility and strength
only possible from this
Giant Pacific Octopus
Here’s a student poem that seems to capture my mood for today:
The Peace of Wild Things
When wonder for the world
grows in me
and I wake in the shining rays of the sun,
I drag myself out of bed and to the water’s edge
where I feel the peace of wild things.
And another that is more reflective of a southern CA perspective on rain:
Wait for Wet
I wait for wet.
I wait for the gentle pitter-patter of wet on my green umbrella that waits on a dusty hook in the closet.
I wait for the sound of rubber boots splashing and stomping through wet, sprouting a tail of murky water in wet’s wake.
So much depends on a light sprinkle of wet that tumbles through the clouds and dusts my eager face.
For tomorrow, I am waiting for dry…and off from the seashore to explore mountains! And of course, continue my April poem-a-day adventure.