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Yellow Lilies: The Gold of Rainbow Slough R. Bruce Horsfall
黃色百合花：金黃色的彩虹泥沼 R.布魯斯·霍爾斯
Bruce Horsfall is one of America's greatest artists of birds and animals.
布魯斯·霍爾斯是美國著名的鳥類和動物藝術家。
If you read Nature Magazine, you will find some of his pictures there.
如果你看過《自然》雜志，你一定看到過他的照片。
He has also painted many backgrounds for mounted animals, such as you read about in the story of Carl Akeley.
他還畫過動物標本背景，比如之前關于卡爾·阿克利的文章。
A small boy, his shoes tied together with their own strings and slung over one shoulder, trudged along the muddy shore of Rainbow Slough.
在濕漉漉的“彩虹泥沼”岸邊，小男孩拖著沉重的步伐行走，鞋帶將兩只鞋捆綁在一起掛在肩膀上。
At each step the black soil oozed up in curly ribbons between his toes,
每走一步，他的腳指甲中間的卷曲彩虹就會溢出黑土，
while the hard clay a few inches below made walking slippery.
腳下幾英寸的黑色黏土讓地面十分光滑。
But this was better than the higher slope where the saw grass grew, the grass with notched edges which cut like knives.
但這比海拔相對較高的斜坡好多了，斜坡上長著鋸齒草，這種草的邊緣凹凸不平，像小刀一樣尖銳。
It had already left several stinging slashes on his ankles and legs below the reach of his rolled-down trousers.
褲子裸露的腳踝和腳留下了多道被草刮過的傷痕。
It was hot mid-day in early August. The air shimmered in a misty haze;
這是八月初的一個炎熱的中午，空氣散發著迷霧，發出微弱的光芒；
not a breath of wind stirred the surface of the pond which lay quiet in the steaming heat.
湖泊在熾熱的環境中一動不動，沒有一點漣漪。
The buzz of countless insects and the hum of bees and flies filled the drowsy air.
無數昆蟲發出的響聲，還有蜜蜂和蚊蟲的嗡嗡聲充滿了這個寂靜的空氣。
The smell of decaying plants and drying mud, mingled with the odors of growing plants,
植物腐爛和干土發出的味道，植物生長發出的氣味，
freshly cut marsh grass, and water lilies, came to the boy's nostrils.
新砍伐的沼澤草和水百合的味道，男孩聞到了這些氣味。
But he thoroughly enjoyed every whiff as he recognized the well-known odors of Rainbow Slough.
但他沉浸在每一口呼吸中，他知道這是著名的彩虹泥沼的味道。
There was the spicy odor of the pennyroyal, tansy, and other marsh flowers;
這里有薄荷花，艾菊以及其它沼澤花朵發出的刺激味道；
the sharp sweetness in the odor of the horsemint;
銀薄荷發出的甜甜的味道；
and the overpowering perfume of the white pond lilies just beyond his depth out there in the water.
在距離他更深的地方，白睡蓮發出的沁人心脾的芳香，
However, he was not after white lilies, nor did he pick the lovely marsh mallows as he passed along,
但他不喜歡白百何，他在經過沼澤時也沒有采美麗的芙蓉葵，
well knowing that they would droop and wither before he could get them home.
知道在他拿回家之前，芙蓉葵會發蔫枯萎。
