The Year in Flight
An Incomplete Ending to 2020
There can be no fitting closure to 2020. Not while the pandemic and the president rage on. And there can be no celebration of a new year. Not until the most vulnerable are safe and the rest of us can see light ahead into 2021.
Although I now bring you some pretty pictures from my privileged year in flight, the new year won’t really begin for me until noon on January 20, 2021. I have neither illusion nor naiveté that on Inauguration Day President Biden will surely light the way for our ailing nation. Even so, I have some hope that we, as individuals and communities, states and nations, might move forward once we cast off the depravity now in power here in the US. For that reason, on Inauguration Day, I’ll celebrate a provisional renewal.
I intend to write more about all this on January 20 — with our place in nature, as usual, guiding my way. In the meantime, here below (in no particular order) are a few images from 2020, which included, before the pandemic spread, my spending two months in the southern US. In January I worked among millions of butterfly and dragonfly specimens at prestigious collections in Gainesville, Florida (including, in that banner image above, various tropical butterfly species on the left and members of the temperate genus Speyeria on the right). In February, Ruth and I visited Big Bend National Park along the Texas-Mexico border. And in March, our puppy Odin arrived, just in time, to bring us immeasurable joy and wonderful chaos.
In whatever way you might choose to mark this change of the calendar year, I hope that health, justice, peace of mind, and lots of nature come your way. Click any image to start your slideshow. And below the pictures you’ll find links to my three most favorite blog posts from the year.
My Three Favorite Posts from 2020
Even more evidence that butterflies were big (and little) in my year.
Orange and Metal
Orangetip and metalmark butterflies, their charisma, coronavirus, and the human condition this coming spring.
Elfins and the Pandemic
Finding refuge from the coronavirus pandemic among little brown butterflies and remote northern bogs.
In a sedgy wetland, beside a lone milkweed, I wait for an endearing little butterfly.