Over at kinesthesis breakthrough dr. m asked me about my interest in urban nature. He's got a couple of posts that fit into that category: he describes going out to walk his dogs in the city and seeing Orion through oak branches on a moonlit night. More recently on a bike ride through the city, he watched men digging through the earth to uncover antique bottles, remnants of human civilization hidden under dirt.
Last week I asked my students to describe urban nature. Here are the images they came up with:
The nest of sparrows I can see from my apartment window. The ivy that clings to brick. Dandelions pushing their way up through cracks in asphalt. Bats soaring from the eaves at dusk. A squirrel on a power line. Trees blossoming along city streets, filling traffic air with sweetness. The plant on my mother's window sill. Rats in the basements and sewers. The funky smelling guy in the seat next to you on the bus. A hawk soaring on an updraft. A glass of water to drink. Central Park. Cut flowers from the corner store. Breeze on your face on a hot summer street. Moss growing on lamp posts. Birds in the chimney. Bats in your belfry. December streets lined with snow-frosted tree trunks. Garbage bins raided by skunks or raccoons. Cockroaches scuttling across linoleum. Spiderman leaping from building to building to save the city he loves. Sunrise beyond the skyline of skyscrapers. The duck pond. The tree that Francie Nolan sat under. Ant mounds in the grassy median. Maybe even alligators in the sewers.