Last month I found these strange partridge berries (Mitchella repens) growing near one of the flower beds at my house. They are very strange, because partridge berry is supposed to only have four petals, but these have five.
July 20, 2018
August 9, 2015
The boat I bought for the Pathfinder club two three years ago this month is finally rehabilitated. I named her Miss Nancy after a dear woman from our church who died a few years back. Here she is:
Miss Nancy the boat was in awful condition when I got her, but I saw that she had promise. I stripped off the badly laid fiberglass and reglassed her. I replaced her front stem and shortened her up by a few inches so her planking would reach the stem (it didn’t when I got her). I made new gunwales, new decks, and a new thwart. So here’s the before shot:
And here are the “after” shots, including a voyage Beth and I took her on before I completed the last finishing touch (which was to varnish the seat spacers and a spot on the deck I had to repair).
That was a lot of work! Now all I need to do is finish Miss Emma and Miss Sally (they don’t need nearly as much attenention as Miss Nancy did), and the Pathfinders will have enough canoes to take a river trip.
July 13, 2015
July 11, 2015
After a nice afternoon nap, Penny talked me into taking her on a walk to Sandogardy Pond. We had been away for ten days visiting relatives in Kentucky, and she stayed here with David. She missed us!
Before we even got off our property, I stumbled across the largest colony of Indian pipe (Monoflora unitropa) that I think I’ve ever seen. This one looked especially nice against a backdrop of moss.
I was pleased to see some fringed loosestrife (Lysimachia ciliata) in the ditch along the road. There used to be a lot more of it, but the Japanese knotweed has been expanding along the ditch, forming a huge monoculture and displacing native species as it goes along. Here is one of the flowers, shot from underneath:
And here’s what the plant looks like. Notice how the flowers nod:
This patch of woods along th way was covered up with ripe blueberries. I stopped, picked, and devoured about a pint of them.
Just before the pond, there was a batch of shinleaf pyrola. I think this was as nice a batch of them as I have ever seen:
We got to the pond, but I could tell there were a lot of people there picnicking and swimming. Not wanting to bother them, we detoured down the the stream that drains the pond, and Penny jumped right in:
We approached the pond from the other side, stopping to look at the bluebead lilies:
Over at the other end of the beach (the part that is somewhat overgrown with alder), I found one of the plants I was hoping to see – swamp candles. This was was blooming next to a wild rose:
The pickerel weed was also in bloom, but it was just starting – it will be more photogenic in another week or so. There was what I know is a variety of St Johnswort growing on the beach, and I think it might be dwarf St Johnswort. But I have not yet confirmed that.
We’ll go back again soon Penny!
June 19, 2015
I took a lap around my woods this evening. This was the most interesting find:
I was also very pleased to find my painted trilliums (Trillium undulatum). There are a few growing in my woods, and I have not been able to find them for the past couple of years. I went off-trail this evening and stumbled upon them. They were far past the blooming stage, and the forest was pretty dark to begin with, so I didn’t bother trying to take their picture. But I did make some mental notes to their location – about half way between my tapping maple, and the fallen log where the trail bends in the southwest corner of our plot – but off the trail another 40 feet to the north.
If I forget again, maybe you can remind me…
June 14, 2015
Yeah, I know. I haven’t posted anything here since September. I don’t know when I’ll post again, as I have been tremendously busy of late, and that promises to continue through at least the end of the summer. Don’t hold your breath for another – I don’t know when that will be.
Yesterday I took a lap around my woods trail and saw that the Sheep Laurel (Kalmia angustifolia) and partridge berry (Mitchella repens) were in bloom. I took some photos, and returned this morning for a few more. Here’s what I got.
When I finished documenting that one, I saw another – this one had a pair sporting three-petals on one, and five on the other:
September 12, 2014
Word has it that we might see an aurora tonight, so I’ve been keeping an eye on the sky since sunset. That’s hard to do at my house since we live in the woods. Luckily, Sandogardy Pond’s beach is on its south shore giving a decent tree-free view of the northern horizon. So I drove over (it was dark!) to take a look there:
This was a 15 second exposure. You can see most of the Big Dipper there towards the left. But no aurora.
Sigh.
September 1, 2014
Here are two plants in bloom right now whose common name begin with “ground.” First, the ground nut (Apios americana)
This is a plant I searched for back when that’s how I tried to find edible wild plants. I would identify the plant from a book, and then go out looking for it. I never found it that way. Later, I switched to identifying what I had found, and this turned up in the backyard at the edge of the woods. It has an edible tuber, and I have eaten them on a few occasions. This is the only stand of ground nut that I know of, so I have been going easy on them. Over the past five years, they have spread by an order of magnitude, and I think that in a couple of years, I should be able to harvest them less conservatively.
The second “ground” plant is the ground bean:
The “amphicarpaea” portion of its binomial name means something like “two kinds of flowers”. These are the open flowers. The other type are closed, which may be above ground, or below ground. The closed flowers self-pollinate.
A lot of source call these “hog peanuts”, but I don’t call them that any more, as Samuel Thayer (an edible wild plant author) says it’s a racial slur against Native Americans. They used this plant as a food source, and the Europeans refused to eat them, insisting they were only fit for hogs. And by extension, by Native Americans. They were missing out on a good thing, as these beans are quite good. However, they are difficult to collect. The Native Americans let small rodents collect them on their behalf. The critters would squirrel them away in underground storage holes, and when the people found these caches, they would take half, leaving the rest for the hard-working rodents.
I have not had the fortune of finding a rodent cache of these, so the only way I can get them is by digging. The edible “beans” come from the underground flowers, and are therefore located underground. They are worth the effort though.
February 22, 2012
Tomorrow 19 Pathfinders (including myself) set out for Holbrook Indian School. I have a checklist about a mile long, and nearly everything on it is checked off now. We had a packing drill last night, and during that, the staff went through everyone’s baggage to make sure that they had everything on their list, and that they didn’t have anything that would garner special attention from the TSA.
I printed out a batch of boarding passes the minute I was able to. We are flying Southwest, and they board the plane in groups (A, B, and C). The first people to check in are in group A, and the last are in group C. We are in group B for the first leg of our flight, and in group A for the second leg (we change planes in Chicago). I assume that our first leg of the journey is a connecting flight for all the people who are in group A ahead of us for that one. Either that, or they paid an extra $10 for their tickets. That would be worth it, except for the 19x multiplier. We will somehow manage.
This morning we woke up to a dusting of snow. I estimate the depth of the new snow to be half an inch. As Calvin said, “Getting an inch of snow is like winning ten cents in the lottery” and I could not agree more. It looked nice on the trees though, so I got out the camera and tried to capture Penny.
September 5, 2011
Over the past few days I’ve seen a lot more mushrooms than flowers, frogs, or bugs. I have not attempted to identify any of these, but I’m not going to let that stop me from posting them.