I’ve been wondering lately what it would be like to spend most of your time foraging for food, something our ancient ancestors did, and something every creature in the natural world continues to do today. It would be a hard life in many respects, I imagine, with plenty of hungry days, and yet a much simpler life. The trade off, I suppose. It’s hard to even imagine what life would be like.
The Karankawa Indians, who lived along the Texas Gulf Coast, did spend their days hunting and gathering food. They did not cultivate crops. They made their camps along the coast in the winter and moved inland during the summer. Food and temperatures were the main reasons for their nomadic moves. In the winter fish moved into the shallow water of the bays, making them easy to catch. There were also oysters and clams. During the summer when the fish moved to the deeper waters, the Karankawans moved inland for berries and other foods. Several camp sites have been found in the Clear Lake area, and along Armand Bayou. Something interesting to contemplate about our area here.
On my walk this evening things were quiet, even the cicadas. Though I don’t want to speak too soon, the season may be ending for them, as well. It seems of late I have noticed less and less song from these melodious insects.
The sunset was beautiful tonight. Simple. No fancy clouds or splashy colors to fill the skies, but beautiful all the same. It provided a flaming backdrop for the wildlife along the banks of Clear Creek. This Snowy Egret looks as though it is wading in water that is on fire.
Green Thought: “Everyone must believe in something. I believe I’ll go canoeing.”
― Henry David Thoreau