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I think we need a little bee zen right now

  A repost from April 2013. This was serendipity as we had not intended this discarded plant pot to water anyone… Our bees have weathered the winter. But we have noted a switch: our garage bees are usually the real powerhouse-large colony, lots of honey. But they seem to have emerged from winter a bit … Continue reading

Still Catching Up, Distracted by the Worm Moon

…or if you prefer the chaste moon, death moon, crust moon, and sap moon. Whichever, it is considered the last full moon of winter. This is last year’s Worm Moon, taken by, at Virginia State Parks, a very different moon, orange because low on the horizon (attribution: https://www.flickr.com/photos/vastateparksstaff/26458503316/) This brings to mind a non-birthday birthday … Continue reading

Turkeys and Honey: sorry, couldn’t come up with anything better for a title…

I have been remiss, yet again, with this blog. I could say real life has intruded, but have you seen this video?   If that isn’t real life, I don’t know what is. Is it called irony watching live turkey boys having a family squabble right before my family sat down for its Thanksgiving dinner … Continue reading

Hogs Gone Wild!

Ok, so remember this? The manky bone the squirrels were sharpening their teeth on? Well, it disappeared after the post, probably because they thought it would attract a crowd. A week or so afterwards, I was standing on the opposite side of the yard and heard the familiar sound: eek,eek,eek. I couldn’t locate it, but … Continue reading

Ex luna, scientia

  Yes, looking back over the last few posts, it is clear I have become a bit moon mad. But in the best possible way, I hope.  I do think that I can be excused for my excessive interest (although this article doesn’t), as this was the third and final super moon for 2019, a … Continue reading

Nocte Relucens, or Magic Mushrooms

Galliarum glandiferae maxime arbores agaricum ferunt. est autem fungus candidus, odoratus, antidotis efficax, in summis arboribus nascens, nocte relucens. signum hoc eius, quo in tenebris decerpitur. e glandiferis sola quae vocatur aegilops fert pannos arentes, muscoso villo canos, non in cortice modo, verum et e ramis dependentes cubitali magnitudine, odoratos, uti diximus inter unguenta. http://penelope.uchicago.edu/Thayer/L/Roman/Texts/Pliny_the_Elder/16*.html See also … Continue reading

When a calling bird isn’t just a calling bird*…

(Photo Attribution: Xavier Romero-Frias [CC BY-SA 3.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, from Wikimedia Commons) When it is a symbol, apparently.  The Twelve Days of Christmas is an 18thc English Christmas Carol, counting down from 25 December Christmas the birth of Christ to the Feast of the Epiphany the visit of the three Magi on 6 January, with gifts … Continue reading

Welcomed Interlopers

I’ve been away for a while, doing too much writing for work and not enough of my own here and elsewhere. In the mean time, we have had a few  new faces around the yard. (Photo attribution: Aviceda [CC BY-SA 3.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, from Wikimedia Commons.) I looked out an upstairs window one day and saw … Continue reading

October Big Day Saturday the 6th

October’s full moon is on the 8th, otherwise known as the Full Hunter’s Moon, Travel Moon, and the Dying Grass Moon. To learn more about this moon, the Old Farmer’s Almanac online has all the info plus a video. All I am saying is that you might want to think twice before bobbing for apples… … Continue reading

Scorched Earth and Yellow Jackets

No rain has fallen, in this part of the land, for an unprecedented time & everything is more red-hot & dried-up than in all my long years here I have ever known it…the thermometer that day in London was 97F; but the hot glare of the South Coast, my parched & blighted garden & the … Continue reading

My Latin Notebook

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