Bloomin’ mystery
Sunday, 11 December 2011
Over at the ABG, even though we didn’t go in the Conservatory, we found strange non-local plants. And this one, nope, I didn’t even look at the name.
Musings
Proof: Bees still busy in December
Saturday, 10 December 2011
It’s tour-of-homes weekend, and on our stroll this afternoon we saw many well-turned-out folks carrying maps clogging the sidewalks. One house with a sign and balloons advertising its listing on the tour had the front door wide open. Along the grass bordering the walk between the front porch and the driveway were tidy pairs of shoes.
Shoe sale there, the Guru said….
Drama in the weeds
Thursday, 29 September 2011
I’d call it a killer tiger, but all I observed was toying, although I’m certain the chipmunk didn’t see it that way.
The Moral Hazard of Underwater Zombies
Monday, 12 September 2011
Giant green leopard frogs in the FrogBaby pool from Saturday’s expedition….
I stole, purely stole, the title from Paul Krugman. Because I found his imagery interesting. Passing interest, yes, you know me!—nothing about economics/economists!
Of course, I stole the idea of stealing a phrase for my title from NN.com.
Call me: Brimming with Originality!
Getting in their heads
Saturday, 10 September 2011
I’m finding it difficult not to anthropomorphize about this turtle we watched catching rays in the big pool in the orchid room at the ATL Bot Garden.
Actually, most of the sunning turtles we studied had a foot out—is this a cooling mechanism? Is this a turtle gesture that is seen by fellow turtles as the ultimate in the turtle version of James Dean cool?
The best sharp-eye moment of the decade, as I told her, was L spotting a young (and thus smaller than adult-sized) poison-dart frog in the big conservatory! Amazing! (I’ve heard ’em, but never seen them!—and I don’t mean in the frog-tanks!)
Zancudos have marked me
Sunday, 21 August 2011
On Friday morning, two days ago plus mind you, I foraged in the Botanist’s garden for green beans (this is still the summer of 2011 and I was in southern Michigan…), a green pepper, checked the cucumber plant that’s bearing, and went down to the raspberry patch. The mosquitos found me within about four minutes, and they were the worst in the berry patch. I picked maybe 30 berries before running (true) for the house.
I’m still itching, yes. And look like a freak.
Zancudos are mosquitos—at least in southern Mexico, although mosquito is Spanish for small fly. Language—it’s a guessing game; cognates and logic do not always rule.
Ya had to be there
Monday, 15 August 2011
We strolled half the length of Curtis’s main drag (and that’s the only street except for a small grid on the west end of town) to check out the denizens of Portage Creek: yes, there are mallards and small feeshies—the fin kind.
Meet Spotted and Stupid
Sunday, 14 August 2011
…or maybe just curious.
I walked quite close to this pair and even cracked a stick underfoot before they flipped their famous white tails and took off.
I will tell our Hunter-Horticulturalist neighbor to look for this young flesh next autumn.
Giants among us
Wednesday, 10 August 2011
I do not know what this insect is named or anything about it.
I found this critter right here, on the upside edge of the window screen portion of the back door, and never saw her/him arrive or leave. Sometimes s/he’d lift her/his head and I’d see something red beneath. Probably not a tongue, though.
This is a later post than intended. It got windy mid-day and the power went out. Oh, yippee.
Are bees industrious?
Tuesday, 9 August 2011
I love that the camera captured the pollen dotting this bumblebee’s butt.