Rain, rain, rainl The last vestige of the drought has disappeared, and the thirsty earth is drinking its fill, to the accompaniment of rumbling thunder. There's music in the sweep of the
liquid sheets and in the patter of raindrops - a magic strain that
stirs the pulse of Nature and brings the flush of life to her cheeks-.
All vegetation is refreshed, and the trees look gay again as they
begin to shower down their leafy confetti.
Fall flowers brighten the fields and roadsides: swaying wands
of goldenrod; asters, yellow and purple and white; violet wood-
sorrel, mistflowers and ruelllas; pink gerardias and dragonheads;
and, queen of Nature's autumn garden, the glorious cardinal lobelia.
But this is the season of fruits, and there are evidences of the
fact on every hand, despite the harmful effects of the long dry
spell. The pokeberries and Spanish mulberries are full and purple
now, and the berries of the holly and yupons are starting to turn
red. Most attractive Is the Southern bittersweet, with its brilliant seeds clinging to the equally beautiful husks. You may admire at close range the luxuriant clusters of the sarsaparilla, the
stretchberry, and the creepers, but beware of the poison ivy's
waxen fruits. Those. large pods, bursting with flaky seeds, are
the natural sequence of the rubythroat's favorite flower, the trumpet vine. Here's an old friend of ours, In a rich robe, heavy
with jewels - the dogwood, almost as lovely as when in its spring
gown of white. As you return home, you find that you have brought
along some souvenirs in the shape of cockleburs. The woods still
have a hold on you.
Notes and News.
Anybody going to Mexico City soon? If so, be sure to get in
touch with the Club de Explbraciones de Mexico, and participate In
one or more of the excursions made regularly by this fine organization. We are in receipt of a booklet containing the schediile of
trips to bo made by our neighbors in sunny Mexico during the next
few-weeks, and it is easy to see that this is a club of Interested,
active outdoor folk. According to the latest yearbook of the
Associated Mountaineering Clubs of North America, the Club de Ex-
ploraciones de Mexico was organized in 1922, and has 286 active
members. We send hearty greetings to our associates below the Rio
Grande, and if any of them should visit Houston, which we hope they
will do, a cordial invitation is extend.ed to join us in a hike along
the wooded banks of beautiful Buffalo Bayou.
Each issue of Wild Flower, official organ of the Wild Flower
Preservation Society, Inc., is packed full of educational and inspirational material, and the October number, just received, is fully
up to standard. The article on "Various Aspects of Wild Flower
Preservation" is the most complete and practical treatment of the
subject we have had the pleasure of studying, and should be read by
every lover of wild flowers. Through the courtesy of Dr. H. W.
Felter and the Cincinnati chapter of the society, a complete file
of this publication is being kept by the Treasurer of the Outdoor
Nature Club, and members are welcome to refer to this at any time.
If you haven't been going on the outings, you have missed the
best part of the program. Don't fear to accumulate a stock of
corns and bunions, If you join in the regular hikes. It is not use
of your feet that causes trouble, but misuse of them. The man who
makes a habit of taking long hikes has no more use, for a corn plaster than an eagle has for opera glasses. And the ladies should
tramp along, too. It is true that association with Nature in the
great outdoors is broadening, but this is only in a mental and spiritual sense. In fact, surplus weight will disappear, provided the
appetite aroused by the healthful exerciso does not defeat the purpose of the diet. Let's see if we can't displace the present day
slogan of "Step on the gas!" with one more in line with our ideas:
"Shake a hoofl".
Pleasure hint: Drive east on Buffalo Drive before eight
o'clock any sunny morning to catch the early sunlight on the wild
morning glories. It's all free, including music by the mockingbird choir. (The Sidewalk Revue, in the Houston Chronicle).