Before leaving, I visited my favorite large rock that sat next to a pond and giant rock wall to look at the reflections on the still water and the coy/goldfish that were swimming around (& wishing I had grabbed the bucket I photographed earlier to attempt catching one - I've been wanting a new fish for a while now). While I was there, I noticed something dark moving around in the water, so I went near the edge for a closer look. To my surprise, a frightened creature plopped into the water & under the layers of dirty leaves at the bottom of the pond. Having a good idea of what it was, I searched and waited for it in addition to looking for the dark spot. I found a tadpole swimming around above the leaves, which reminded me of the ones I had released there many years ago after taking care of them (they were pets from my dad's classroom - once they grew legs & began attempting their escape from the tank, we decided we better set them free). Soon, the creature I had startled resurfaced, revealing itself as a decent sized frog. Perhaps that was my tadpole all grown up. Thinking about the idea of taking care of nature, one object on the trail really stuck out to me. At the beginning of the trail hung painted birdhouses, and with them a plastic milk carton with a hole cut out of it. I saw this as a sort of turning point with garbage, society, and my project. I had been collecting garbage & small natural keepsakes throughout my trips this semester to craft with, and here I saw upcycling of found trash back out in the environment to help nature. Where my crafts are more intended to get people to want their trash and see the possibilities with the objects they think are useless, others choose to turn the objects into something more valuable to the world than trinkets. We both have a purpose, and essentially the same one, but seeing the jug made walking around in nature a truly fresh breath of air.
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