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Belatedly, Some Fall Colors
Sassafras. . A couple of Black Tupelos. (They make ’em bright in the trade.) Swamp White Oak The hazy pink of a grass.
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Still Pollinating
November 3rd, mid 40sF. Very little is still in bloom, but these late asters still provide food.
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An Impossible Task
Heavy with illustrations, this cultural history of birds will enliven any naturalist’s bookshelf. Of course, anything approaching a complete cultural history of birds would fill many volumes and be an on-going project. It would be in as many languages as there are—and ever have been. The human/bird connection goes back a very long way. Was…
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Rotted Circumstances
In March, 2022, I noticed some fallen Pignut/Carya glabra wood under a venerable tree. A rotted limb had fallen and broken into pieces. There was a little jewel in there. The other day I returned. The wood was still there. It’s a well-managed cemetery: they usually clear away such fallen wood and brush, but this…
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Raptor Wednesday
From Gerard Manley Hopkins’ feverish poem, we know that “Windhover” is an old name for the Common Kestrel/Falco tinnunculus because of their characteristic tendency to hover. Above is one hovering over the Nothumberland Coast Path. American Kestrels/Falco sparverius do this as well, although perhaps not as much. Here’s another Common K, from Falsterbo, Sweden. The…
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Misc.
Deleting some photographs from my phone and finding a few miscellaneous delights that never made it to B&B. Poppy fruit above. (Sweet dreams…?) This stone door of a mausoleum is wearing poorly. Cutting the shrubs to make room for new plantings along 4th Avenue. An unripened conker from Bottlebrush Buckeye/Aesculus parviflora. B&W American Lady/Vanessa virginiensis.…