The Reverie

The tiny musings found below will perhaps provide you an opportunity to pause and reflect on our world and our place in it. You can subscribe to receive posts in your inbox (approximately once a week)! Note: all writing and art is © Christopher Buddle.

  • The Hunter

    hidden in plain sight

    a mini dust collector

    searches for bed bugs

    the dusty, mottled nymph of the masked hunter

    The masked hunter (Reduvius personatus) is a remarkable insect species for a few reasons, but mostly because the young (nymphs) camouflage themselves with bits of dust and other debris: often the detritus that tends to collect under your bed or bookshelf (they are found inside homes in many parts of the world). They look so very odd with their dusty, hairy, mottled, colouration and unusual “second skin”. The adults in contrast are more glossy smooth and black. Masked hunters are type of true bug, or Hemiptera and in the group known as assassin bugs. They are, as their namesake suggests, a predatory species, piecing and killing their prey with their piercing/sucking mouthparts. They hunt and feed on a suite of different critters, but are known to eat bedbugs, so this is good news! The less good news is that they can deliver a painful “bite” to humans and while not life-threatening, it sure can hurt. Weird and wonderful insects.

    © Christopher M Buddle 2024

  • Under the Willow Tree

    picnics with siblings

    wet socks, mud, and apple slices

    under the willow tree

    A thumbnail watercolour of the willow tree, picnic table, and babbling brook

    HAPPY NEW YEAR! I hope you are ready for a great year. There is a sense of optimism at the start of things, I find.

    We spent a lot of time outside with our kids, from when they were very, very young. One of our favourite spots to walk and play was along a local path that meandered through forests and wetlands, and around a local creek. It was a hit for many reasons – the right length for a walk, lots of shade for hot summer days, and the babbling brook was the right size for little people. It was also a terrific place for collecting golf balls since upstream was a course and there were hundreds of balls that made their way downstream. All the local kids collected golf balls, and all the parents commented regularly about the bucket of old golf balls in the garage. Others learned to fish in the creek, and one local kid is now a fly fishing guide in Alberta: his life’s passion started near the willow tree.

    We would take snacks and drinks, and the kids would climb the willow tree, get wet feet, and enjoy the freedom of outdoor play – play that was full of imagination as well as mud and sticks. We still walk the path regularly (with Quincy the dog since the kids are all adulting now!) and the willow tree and picnic table are still there, as if stuck in time. Sometimes we see young families playing under the tree, eating apple slices, getting soggy, and with smiles all around. It’s a timeless place, and it brings me so much joy to see it still being used.

    Simple things are good things, especially when outside.

    © Christopher M Buddle 2024

  • Hoppy Holidays

    just imagine

    mystical, magical, antlered beast

    fact and fiction collide

    Last week I mentioned “tricksters” in my post about Coyote, and this theme appears again today with the Jackalope, illustrated above. Earlier this year I read a terrific book about these mythical animals (which are sometimes labelled tricksters), and if you are curious, I recommend the read. You will learn about why antlered rabbits occurs in geographically distinct regions, and across centuries, the connection between jackalopes and cancer research, and why we are so enthralled with chimera.

    The upcoming holiday season contains a lot of unusual, magical, or mystical symbols and traditions, whether decorated trees inside a house, reindeer flying, or the (terrifying) Krampus. Whatever floats your boat, I suppose.

    Regardless of your views of the late-December holiday season, I hope it can at least provide you some time with your loved ones, and downtime in general. That is indeed my plan, and on that note, I may take a couple of weeks off from posting on the blog – I’ll see you in 2024!

    Thanks to all who have followed along this year – so many new people have subscribed to Nature’s Reverie over the last year, and it is so appreciated.

    Hoppy Holidays to you!

    © Christopher M Buddle 2023

  • Coyote

    under moonlight

    the trickster howls and yips

    but will we ever listen?

    Notes: Coyote are common across so much of North America. They have a deep connection to humans, and are known as ‘tricksters’ by some Indigenous peoples. They are smart, adaptable, and survivors. They inhabit cities, towns, and roam through meadows and farmer’s fields. They are deeply hated by some due to their interests in snatching farm animals. They can be heard often at night, especially in rural areas, and have quite a diverse set of vocalizations. Their sounds can be spooky.

    But like so many maligned species, they are deeply misunderstood. They are quite incredible animals, and they are just trying to survive. We need to listen to the natural world more often.

    © Christopher M Buddle 2023

  • Bittersweet

    at the dawn of December

    across frozen fields

    yelping dogs, chasing scents

    frosty breath, rosy cheeks

    under grey, angry clouds

    snowflakes fall, stealing warmth

    yet at the forest’s edge

    the vine emerges

    against the monochrome

    dangling tiny tangerines

    enchanting, delighting

    and for a moment, sadness departs

    nature’s gift of colour

    during dark December days

    Bittersweet berries. Painted from memory, on a well-travelled scrap of watercolour paper. I would call this very unfinished, but I suppose finished enough.

    Notes: we have a new dog in our family so we have been embarking on many walks. One of the local meadows is lined with impressive hedgerows and within the brambles the bittersweet vines (both the invasive and native variety) are visible. They are easy to stop in late autumn since the leaves have all dropped so the orange/red fruits really pop (Although delightful to look at, they aren’t for eating!)

    Bittersweet is an emotion that can resonate strongly this time of year; December can be beautiful but it also can have a touch of melancholy. Personally I am finding that my creative energy has waned significantly lately: it is a struggle to write and draw. But the joy of nature especially with the surprising brightness of the bittersweet berries is a respite.

    © Christopher M Buddle 2023

  • Turkey (Tails)

    a different kind of turkey

    encircles its wooden host

    autumnal colours emerge

    I’ve written before about ‘shelf fungi’ – a type of fungi that tend to grow, shelf-like, out of dead or diseased trees. This time of year is perfect for findings and appreciating polypores – their colours remain vibrant during the grey days of late Autumn. I thought it fitting to highlight Turkey Tails given that it was American thanksgiving last week. These are indeed a different kind of turkey, and not ones that would normally show up on the dining room table; although, in fairness, they are edible (although apparently better if ground down into a powder, perhaps for tea*)! The latin name for the species is Trametes versicolor, the latter meaning ‘various or variety of colours’. And while some of these fungi can be quite dark, many can have bands that are yellow-ish, light brown, ochre, or reddish. The species can be quite common in some forests, and always worth a moment or two of appreciation.

    * I do not suggest eating ANY fungi without first ensuring its identity with an expert, a mycologist.

    © Christopher M Buddle 2023

  • Woof

    furry, fuzzy friend

    the best day EVER (again)

    always a good boy

    It’s been busy these days, so I only had time for a pencil sketch of Quincy, done on a scrap of watercolour paper found in my backpack.

    Just over a week ago we brought Quincy Cumber home. He’s a 7 month old American Cocker Spaniel. The breed is known to be friendly, and he has lived up to that reputation. He’s active, loves walks, and has amassed quite a collection of favourite blankets and toys already. What a joy. He only knows how to be a good boy.

    One of the many things I love about dogs is that when they wake up in the morning, I think they say “IT’S THE BEST DAY EVER”. When it’s dinner time, “THIS IS THE BEST EVER”. When it is time for a walk, “THIS IS THE BEST WALK EVER”. And the next day, it happens again. Dogs make the world a better place. Woof.

  • first snow

    gentle flakes fall

    brighten a November day

    snowy blanket

    Last week we had our first real snowfall, with maybe about 5 cm accumulating in the early morning. November can be a dark and dreary month, but waking up to the snow changed the landscape entirely, and improved the spirits.

    The first snow also catches the landscape a bit off guard, and the trees are often still adorned with a bit of greenery. Transitions are ever-present.

  • Falling

    leaf senescence

    hues of orange, yellow, red

    fall towards winter

    I adore seasonality, even as the autumn months lead to the dark days of winter. The fall colours are spectacular in my corner of the planet. This year was a bit unusual as we had a long warm September and October and only had our first frost last week. The leaves on our sugar maple didn’t start turning until very late, and then a windy day a week or so ago quickly cleared them from the tree. Time to make some big leaf piles and jump in, methinks.

  • Art for Conservation

    Today’s post is some self-promotion and to also promote a local project I have been involved with for a couple of years. I was approached a while back to be a trustee for an emerging project to protect, in perpetuity, some wild lands near where I live. It’s been a wonderful experience, and I’m honoured to be involved. This area is called Creek 53, and all details can be found here: https://creek53.org/

    While this Conservancy Trust has been constituted for a while now, we are doing our official public launch on 4 November, in a local pub in town. As part of this launch, we are also kick-starting some fundraising, which will include sales of 23 watercolours that I have created. These watercolours depict some of the flora and fauna of the Creek 53 watershed, and all proceeds from their sales will go back to the Trust, to further help the organization protect more lands. A few example pieces are shared today with this post – these are all framed and matted to 8×10″.

    Art for conservation is, I think, a pretty great thing. And it gave me a great excuse to do more art!

    © Christopher M Buddle 2023