Marie and Alan: on living alongside others

Whitby locals Alan and Marie, have kindly allowed me to share a couple their stunning photos (above and below) from their trek to visit endangered monarch butterflies overwintering in Mexico’s Sierra Chincua sanctuary. At about this time of year (Northern Hemisphere’s autumn) the butterflies migrate up to 3,000 miles from Canada and North America – an incredible natural phenomenon.* “The sound of their flapping was like light rain” says Alan. Their local guide, Raúl Hernández, remarked “if there was a god they would be here”, recalls Marie. Her thoughts drift back to when they heard, years later, that Raúl and fellow activist and manager of the federally protected Reserva de Biosfera de la Mariposa Monarca (Monarch Butterfly Biosphere Reserve) were killed in suspicious circumstances. The tensions between local communities seeking sustainable tourism from the Reserve and others carrying out logging and clearcutting for avocado plantations underscore the forced marginalisation of human and butterfly from ancient lands. 

The trip inspired Marie and Alan to do something for the Whitby butterfly population and other pollinators. So over a cuppa we started talking about that but the conversation seemed to have its own pathway, floating, butterfly-like, into discussions about living in a community and a collective culture in a local place.

Tree branches droop with the weight of millions of monarch butterflies, wings closed, in huge clusters of tightly packed formations. Their brown masses well camouflaged, resembling parts of the oyamel fir and pine forests in which they overwinter in Mexico.

Photo credit here and above: Alan and Marie Roberts, Whitby

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Kinetic paths and orientation

Still stuck at home with the flu, with little energy to much neighbourhood walking, Instead I get curious about the vitality of insects, and attempt to map their kinetic energy and pollinating pathways, during moments of warmth and sun following days of grey skies and rain. For half an hour I make line drawings, trying not to look at the paper, letting my eye and hand follow the paths of bees and flies as they fly in and out of frame, feeding on flowers.

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Lemon and Honey

Two incredibly good things made possible by insect pollinators. I’m stating the obvious of course.

But stirring the umpteenth cup of hot lemon and honey this week, for the whole family flattened by a nasty cold, the simple connectedness of it all, embodied in the therapeutic drink, strikes through my brain fog. The lemons, from a scraggy tree in the garden, were pollinated by bees and other insects several months ago. I remember watching them. And the multiflora honey, from local father and daughter beekeeper team Mike and Shona of Harris Road Honey, is made by honeybees, feeding on flowers around this neighbourhood. I stumble back to sleep, nourished by the drink and the interdependencies of insect, lemon tree, honey and human.