Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Swallow Connection - Part 5


©2007 S.R. Calef

Here, in "full bloom," are the three nestlings. They look so much like some odd, unearthly trumpet flowers. These photos were taken on July 19th and we definitely see three babies, at that point. This has been quite an avian adventure, which is rapidly drawing to a conclusion.

According to what I've read, these voracious youngsters eat around 400 times a day, being fed by both parents. Insects are compacted into pellets, in the adult's throat, then presented to the babies. Adults continue to feed the fledglings for another two weeks, after they've left the nest, often while in mid-flight. Usually, there is a second brood, after the babies have fledged. Amazingly, fledglings from this first clutch, often go on to mate, lay eggs and raise their first family... talk about growing up quickly!

Adults don't usually mate for life, just for the season. Although, if she runs into him, after the spring migration, the female is definitely not averse to resuming the relationship. She may find a more attractive mate, halfway through the season, and mate with him; however, her original mate is the one who stands by her and helps to raise his rival's progeny. Curiouser and curiouser! Monogamy? Polygamy? Fickle personalities? Perhaps, some where in between.

At least, they are all doing their part to overcome their recent decline in numbers, due to pesticide use, among other environmental factors. And you probably thought yesterday's lighthearted look at their soap-opera antics ("All My Swallows") was hyperbole!

Hang in there! We have about two more days to complete the story. How many in the final accounting? Will they all fledge successfully? Stay tuned...


©Deb Lambert 2007

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Monday, July 30, 2007

Swallow Connection - Part 4



Hello! And, thank you for tuning in to another episode, in our continuing story, "All My Swallows." When we last visited the Swallow Connection, the young birds were featherless, homely and quite alone. Were they abandoned? Are they the victims of parental neglect? Will their parents ever return with a tasty meal of regurgitated insects? In today's episode, we'll see that the parents do return - again and again, providing scrumptious repasts for these demanding, insatiable youngsters. Be sure to tune in tomorrow, for another episode of "All My Swallows."

©Deb Lambert 2007

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Sunday, July 29, 2007

Swallow Connection - Part 3

©2007 S.R. Calef

What a difference two days makes... better coloration - looking a bit more birdlike. This was taken on July 18th. Apparently, the "folks" were out getting lunch for the kids. Still trying to figure out how many mouths there are to feed? More photos coming - stay tuned...

©Deb Lambert 2007

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Saturday, July 28, 2007

Swallow Connection - Part 2

©2007 S.R. Calef

The second photo in the continuing story of garden center barn swallows. This was taken on July 16. How many babies? Three or four? Stay tuned - all will be revealed in the days to come.

©Deb Lambert 2007

Friday, July 27, 2007

The Swallow Connection



©2007 S.R. Calef

These barn swallows have taken nest construction to new, dizzying heights. Look closely, you'll see an orange extension cord on the left and a black extension cord, coming from the right. The nest is anchored around the connection, with only their dried slurry of mud and straw to secure it.

Talk about a high-wire act! Rafters and eaves are the usual location for barn swallow nests. In a garden center garage bay, eaves and rafters abound, but these parents are evidently too adventurous for such mundane venues.

These photos were taken on July 11. Over the next few days, we'll observe further adventures at the "Swallow Connection." We're still hoping for a lunchtime photo op, with the babies.

(Note: Photo location is Corliss Bros. Garden Center in Ipswich, MA)

©Deb Lambert 2007

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Thursday, July 26, 2007

Spatially-Challenged

©2006 S.W. Haddock, Jr

In a politically-correct world, I'm not sure if small-scale gardens and tiny houses can be discussed in such demeaning terms, any longer. After all, I am not overweight... just weight-challenged. I am not short... just height-impaired or vertically-challenged. And so, after much deliberation, I have settled on "spatially-challenged" to describe the way I garden and live.

Above is the rather diminutive fountain that graces my front garden. Despite its size, the gurgling water is cooling and soothing on a hot July day, even from the open kitchen window.
A large birdbath nearby, encourages the songbirds to try the fountain for drinking water.

Anyway, just thought I'd check in during the hot spell, with a little humor and cool water. And a reminder - remember to clean and change those birdbaths daily! I have four birdbaths to maintain and when I see the Baltimore orioles, blue jays, titmice, mockingbirds, catbirds and everyone else bathing and drinking, I find it is well worth the effort.

So, from my spatially-challenged abode and grounds, goodbye for now and keep cool!

©Deb Lambert 2007

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Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Homegrown Fitness




























Disclaimer: I am not a registered dietician, health expert or fitness trainer. It's been many a year since I darkened the doorway of the YMCA, desperately seeking perfection. In those twenty, thirty and forty-something days, I was so active within the "green industry," hectic schedules and missed meals were the norm and probably accounted for a fairly trim form. These days, I am open to the possibilities of improved health and the fitter physique that I assume will follow.


•Garden: Maintaining its popularity as both vocation and avocation, gardening is a great form of exercise. Bending, stretching, weight-bearing and aerobics are all commonly encountered in the garden. The list is endless - raking, shoveling, digging, planting, lifting, pushing wheelbarrows and carts, weeding, spreading mulch, making compost, harvesting compost, kneeling, squatting, bending from the waist, carrying 2-gallon watering cans (filled, of course) and lots of walking - all the better if hills are involved! "Feel the burn!" Just an hour or two per day will burn calories, improve flexibility and make a big difference in your home landscape. The peace, tranquility, birdsong, sun on your back, fresh air, warm soil, sudden showers or crisp autumn days will lure you outside to your "no-gym" exercise program.

•Dog Walks: Sure to delight the resident canine! Most dogs have a "vocabulary" comprised of key words and phrases like "wanna go out?" This is very basic and unless you have no backyard, simply involves playing doorman for the pooch. "Wanna go for a walk?" The dog reacts very differently to this question, realizing it's an interactive sport involving the front door. (Let's face it - any sentence that starts with "wanna" and ends as a query, gets Fido's attention!) Anyway, a daily walk of a mile or two, depending on the weather (too hot/too cold/road-salt can be problematic) and the overall health of the pup and yourself, is fun and invigorating. You may have to push yourself at first, but the dog's enthusiasm makes it all worthwhile and is absolutely contagious! Avoid summertime heat by setting out around 6-am (always bring water for both of you). Commune with nature, enjoy the early morning quiet, play with the dog, add more "awake" time to your day... all the while feeling more relaxed as you walk toward health and fitness.

•Dance: How do those old lyrics go? Something like "Get up off-a that thing and dance 'til you feel better!" Most of the paths we choose in pursuit of fitness, do include that initial step. Speaking of dancing, any activity that involves stomping feet, flailing arms and rhythmic wiggling will increase the heart rate and burn a few calories - besides, it's fun, makes you smile and brings out the kid in you! These are all positives, as we seek improved health. The radio, favorite CDs and even the musical contests on "reality TV," should get you off the chair, moving around in some approximation of the art of dance.

•Hobby: An activity that may relax and/or challenge the participant, something extracurricular, that one looks forward to resuming at the earliest opportunity. Some hobbies may demand physical activity, maybe blurring the lines between hobby and sport, adding to overall activity. Many, however, are somewhat sedentary... like my reading of novels, writing poetry and woodcarving. Net effect is a more relaxed, happier me with a mind that had to perform a few mental push-ups... activating those good brain chemicals.

•Work: Whenever possible, be happy in your work. That may be a cliche, but is true, nonetheless. Whether you're enthused about your job, or can at least find joy and satisfaction in certain aspects of it, this is important for physical health and mental outlook. I truly enjoyed all aspects of my former jobs and related activities, but easily rate this as the favorite, most self-fulfilling phase of my life. Writing has always been my life and now, as a freelance writer, I have truly "found myself." I am motivated, striving toward excellence in all aspects of life, which seems to be meshing nicely with a fitness routine. I do realize that the flexibility of working from home lends to this feeling of well-being and to a very "fluid" work/play/exercise schedule. I also realize that past experiences, in work and life, have allowed me to reach this idyllic situation, looking forward to a healthy, fit, exciting future.

•Eat: Everyone does it, some more than others, some more sensibly than others. Every day, I strive to remain in that latter group, constantly changing and refining my food choices. Some protein, a few starchy carbohydrates (fewer and fewer) and lots of fruits and vegetables. Summer is a great time to indulge in nature's bounty. Whether you grow your own food, frequent farm stands or maybe a combination of both, there's not a really bad piece of fresh produce out there. I do not count calories, grams, ounces or much of anything. I strive to eat reasonably and responsibly, not loading up on lots of nutrient-poor, starchy, sugar-loaded foodstuffs. Somehow, with all my increased activity and improved frame of mind, my body actually seems to dictate what to eat. Cravings for protein, a little whole wheat bread or pasta, an occasional sweet treat and lots of fruits and veggies are honored and the result has been a non-binging, fifty-something with more energy and stamina than in recent memory. Plagued with multiple chronic ailments, any improvement in health is celebrated. Oh, and don't forget lots of cool, clear water! At home, work, traveling and especially while exercising, keeping hydrated is THE most important piece of the health and fitness puzzle.

No, I'm not a health or fitness professional, nor do I play one on TV, but sometimes a shared personal experience can serve to motivate. "Eat less, exercise more," is the slow, steady and reliable route to weight-loss. It is a lifestyle choice - a new attitude that leads to positive results. I firmly believe that health and fitness cannot be separated, they're "joined at the hip," with one leading to the other. As I pursue better health, through fitness, the future is bright with tomorrow's promises. I trust that yours will be the same!

©Deb Lambert 2007 / Photos courtesy of FreeDigitalPhotos.net

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Sunday, July 22, 2007

Noteworthy Sunset...

©2007 S.R. Calef

Night waits in the wings

As day takes her curtain call

By nature's footlights


©Deb Lambert 2007

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Saturday, July 21, 2007

Breathing Space...


Relinquish tension

Float above tranquil waters

Leave not a ripple



©Deb Lambert 2007 / Photo from Free Images

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Friday, July 20, 2007

Not Just for Strawberries...

©2007 S. R. Calef
Blue & white lobelia, spills from the the pockets and top of a blue, glazed ceramic strawberry jar. Reminiscent of the blue and white surf, pounding the New England coast in summertime, such a planting offers a cooling touch, perfect for a semi-shaded porch or sheltered garden nook.

Strawberry jars, or pocket planters, are ideal for the cultivation of strawberries, especially the smaller, well-mannered alpine strawberries. You may be successful at growing them right through the winter in a plant room, greenhouse or in a south-facing window. Other candidates for the year 'round strawberry jar include herbs, hens and chicks, sedums and trailing houseplants.

Because of the many possibilities presented by these planters, they are especially popular on townhouse patios, decks and balconies - anywhere that space is limited. In these situations, herbs are an exceptionally attractive choice. Bring your planter inside, come September, and enjoy fresh herbs for those special dishes, all year long. Taller-growing herbs, like basil, rosemary and sage are best planted in the top, while curled parsley, oregano, thyme and majoram readily trail from the pockets.

The biggest concern with this type of container, is keeping it sufficiently moist. Traditionally, the strawberry jar receives a layer of drainage stones across the bottom, then is filled with well drained potting soil, as planting proceeds from the bottom pockets up to the top of the pot. Thereafter, water is carefully applied to individual pockets, as well as the top plantings.

Another alternative is to block the drainage hole and place a watering tube (about 2" in diameter) down through the center, as the potting procedure commences. Drainage stones and well drained potting soil are still essential components. The tube can be made of rolled aluminum screen (mine lasted for years) or a narrow, perforated PVC pipe. Be sure it's long enough to extend just above the finished planting level (as the top planting fills out, you won't even notice the tube) and fill it with small to medium aquarium gravel. Gravity allows the water to gently percolate out to the pockets, without eroding the soil. Tuck long fiber sphagnum moss across the pocket openings, at the base of each plant, to further guard against erosion. Water the top planting with your watering can. Use a liquid, organic fish and seaweed fertilizer every 10-14 days for optimum growth.

Lately, with an increased focus on decorative planters and an ever-increasing choice of colorful annuals, containers have become the new "It" gardens. It's natural that annuals, like our lobelias above, find their way into so many strawberry jars. The elevated height and free-spilling pockets add a touch of drama... dramatic enough to deserve focal point status.

Feeling adventurous? Try on a strawberry jar for size, in your own landscape. They're not just for strawberries, anymore!


©Deb Lambert 2007

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Thursday, July 19, 2007

Manning the Outpost





Deceptively calm
Deceptively motionless
Deceptively contemplative


Ever vigilant
Ever so hungry
Ever resourceful



Watching the ebb and flow
Watching for tempting morsels
Watching for competition

Perhaps he will dine
on tender crab

Perhaps on fish

Perhaps on picnic
leftovers


From his vantage point, he watches
for humans on an empty bridge

From his rugged rock, he establishes
an outpost

From his outpost, he maintains
an unblinking vigil...

A sentinel seagull keeping watch


©Deb Lambert 2007 / Photos of Ipswich, MA ©2007 S.R. Calef

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Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Tranquility

©2007 S.R. Calef


Moonlit night exhales

With a piney, salty sigh

Breathe tranquility



©Deb Lambert 2007

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Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Just for a Moment

©2006 S.R. Calef


At day's end,
the angry words
pent-up emotions
and stifled inspirations
rocket skyward

Setting the evening ablaze,
erupting with the intensity
and brilliance of a volcano

We face west,
to witness the extinguishing
of this symbolic flame

As the sun dips into the bay,
just for a moment
the water is stained
the color of blood
and seems to become
liquid flame

A rare, emotional,
shared experience
a release of worldly cares
as the bay quenches
a raging,
flaming sky

Another moment
and we are soothed
by the pink and silver
of impending twilight

We face west
to witness the tactile conclusion
that each sunset provides

We marvel at the subtleties
and rejoice in the extravagance
of this boundary between day and night

We release the strife
and embrace the resolution
of insignificant complication

We are astonished, amazed
and awe-struck
by the force and beauty of nature

We comprehend the smallness of our imprint
in the overall scheme of life...
if only just for a moment

©Deb Lambert 2007

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Sunday, July 15, 2007

Where Earth Meets the Sea



©2007 S. R. Calef

At the edge of the land, where earth meets the sea
Is a magical world, to which we all flee

Where merciless sun is tempered by wind
And dinner swims by with the flap of a fin

Where the sea offers up such flavorful bounty
Lobsters and steamers are the best in the county

Where soles are scorched on sun-toasted sand
And blue skies smile upon coastal land

Where bodies are cooled by the ocean’s touch
And shells find their way into Mom’s best clutch

Where families frolic, swim and have fun
And the sun heads west, as day is done

At the edge of the land, where earth meets the sea

©Deb Lambert 2007

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Saturday, July 14, 2007

Extraordinary Echinaceas








All Echinacea Photos ©2006 S.R. Calef



Since 2005, the coneflower has been the recipient of a much-needed makeover. Still hardy to Zone 4, always admired for it's graceful, yet rugged, beauty, newer hybrids are sporting colors and textures that only botanists could imagine. 'Orange Meadowbrite' and 'Sunrise' are just two of the recent introductions. Spidery, tubular petals, shocking pinks, light yellows and burnished golds are but some of the newer choices.

Mix them in with white shasta daisies and blue salvia or veronica, for a stunning effect. Finish of that "designer meadow" with fountain grass and Northern sea oats for a glorious summer and fall display. Get out and play in that summer garden... most garden centers have big pots of perennials and grasses - ready to come play in your yard! Why not enjoy these hardy beauties now, and for years to come!

©Deb Lambert 2007

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Friday, July 13, 2007

Garden Poetry... Drip, Drip, Drip















Drip, drip, drip

Ceaseless summer rain
dropping with staccato rhythm
from overhanging eaves
onto hosta leaves, below.

Drip, drip, drip
Gardener poised by door
waiting for the rain to cease.
Plants need the guiding hand
of that gardener, by the door.

Drip, drip, drip
With jungle-abandon
vines entwined upon themselves
reach upward, toward the sky
supplicating a nonexistent sun.

Drip, Drip, Drip
Sodden heads of fragrant rose
lay shattered on the wet, black soil.
Square, scented watery diamonds
fog-swirled across the screen.

Drip, Drip, Drip
Disease reigns supreme
staging a coup under cover of rain.
Cloaks of yellow, black and brown
replace a vibrant green.

Drip, Drip, Drip
Advantage taken of fleeting sun
in-between torrential rains.
As ordered chaos starts to appear,
now the gardener reigns supreme?

DRIP, DRIP, DRIP!

©Deb Lambert 2007 - All Photos from FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Summer's Nostalgic Scents















An unfurling rose
sweet-sour mulch
just-picked tomatoes
new-mown lawns
damp black compost
nicotiana at night
newly-pulled weeds
thyme-covered paths
sprigs of oregano
scented geranium leaves
over-powering honeysuckle
divinely refined lilies
sweet autumn clematis


pungent juniper prunings
heliotrope's sweet blooms
spicy sweet peas
crushed chocolate mint
peppery marigold flowers
sweetly-fragranced stock
skunk-like cleome
heady carnation spice
old-fashioned petunias
clethra's honeyed spikes
rich wallflower perfume
nasturtium's cucumber scent
moonflower's sweet seduction

beach-romping dogs
wild grapes ripening
crisp mountain air
sun-baked asphalt
decomposed leaf litter
sweet summer rain
mud-covered dogs
mint on lemonade
hot pine needles
just-ripened raspberries
salty ocean tang
bruised skunk cabbage
damp river banks

summer farm smells
decaying pine needles
sweet puppy breath
freshly-snipped chives
sun-dried hot swamps
salty beach towels
soil-covered fingers
freshly-cut hay
sunburn-halting lotions
insect-stopping potions
wet mossy stones
sun-hot blueberries
just-shampooed puppies

©Deb Lambert 2007

Photographs 1-5 (L-R) Courtesy Free Stock Image Gallery
Photographs 6-9 (L-R) Courtesy FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

The Challenge of Tomatoes





There's nothing more satisfying than producing one's own food! Sow a seed, set out a transplant and you sit back daydreaming about that first, juicy tomato of the season. Well, whether you're cultivating tomatoes in the garden or in a container, you need to meet certain basic requirements. Full sun, fertile soil, sufficient moisture, proper nutrients and vigilance against pests and disease is essential.

In the garden, always rotate crops, especially tomatoes. Soil-borne fungus organisms, like fusarium, cause yellowing, wilting, browning and death. Fusarium wilt survives from year to year...soil, infected plant debris, garden tools, infected transplants and even infected seed can be responsible for its spread. In containers, it's less of a problem; although, it's a good idea to start with fresh potting soil and a pot cleaned with a bleach solution (10 parts water to 1 part bleach) each spring - pretty hard to accomplish with a wine or whiskey half-barrel.

The barrel needs a half dozen one-inch holes drilled in the bottom for drainage. Cover the bottom with a circle of nylon screening and line the sides with black weed barrier. This combination allows for proper drainage, while prolonging the life of the wooden barrel - as long as 25 years, in my experience. Place 1" of small marble chips or pea-stone across the bottom. Fill the first 1/3 of the barrel with shredded bark mulch (saves on expensive potting soil and is not as heavy) and fill the remainder, to within 2" from the top, with well-drained potting soil.

To a very well-drained potting soil, add composted manure and/or finished garden compost, superphosphate (0-20-0) a balanced, granular, organic fertilizer and pelletized lime (the calcium and magnesium help prevent blossom end rot). Add in a small amount of polymers (available at garden centers) for more even soil moisture. They swell up with absorbed water, forming a reservoir for thirsty roots. Less fluctuation in soil moisture equals less stress, healthier plants and a more rested gardener!

As in the garden, tomato plants can be set deeply into the soil, up to their lowermost leaves for the development of strong roots. If, despite good cultural procedures, plants still turn yellow, check thoroughly for insects. Small black flea beetles, whiteflies and the tomato hornworm are the most common problems. Insecticidal soap (higher fatty acids than hand soap) will control sucking (like spider mite) and some chewing (like flea beetle) insects. Bacillus thuringiensis is available in dust form for control of hornworm and other caterpillar-like insects. It's a naturally-occurring bacteria, quite safe to use. If hornworms are covered with the white egg cases of parasitic wasps, no control is needed - death is imminent, with the wasps returning each year, if allowed to complete their life cycle. For whiteflies, hang sticky yellow traps amongst the plants - truly simple and effective. Check for the many new, safer insect and disease controls becoming more widely available.

Obviously, full sun and sturdy support systems (hardwood stakes, tomato cages) are essential in a container or out in the garden. Since tomato blossoms are wind-pollinated,
a breezy location is desirable. Nights cooler than 55 and days hotter than 90 degrees, will result in aborted flowers and, sadly, no fruit set during such periods. If air circulation is poor, a gentle "ruffling" of the plant with your hand, or moving from flower to flower with a small artist brush, should result in pollination and fruit set.

Tomatoes do everything in a big way. The high water content of the fruit is an indication of their thirst threshold. In a big barrel, the soil should probably dry 1-2" deep, before a thorough watering (that starts to run out the bottom) is applied. Raising the container onto three bricks will increase drainage and prolong the barrel's life. Always avoid the too wet/too dry syndrome and find that proper balance. In the ground, about 1-1 1/2" of water per week should suffice. Mulching with salt marsh hay conserves moisture and keeps lower fruit clean, while discouraging slugs.

Tomatoes are heavy feeders and I would apply a water-soluble, liquid fish and seaweed fertilizer on a weekly basis, right through the summer. The nitrogen will green up foliage, yields will be heavier and the plants' increased vigor will mean fewer insect and disease problems. If, despite all the previous tips, your tomato plants persist in their yellowed state, try an application of water-soluble, liquid iron (usually chelated or micronized). Any plant that is anemic, displaying yellow leaves with green veins, will respond immediately to iron.

One last thought about balconied tomatoes... one must be a little concerned about practical aspects like excess water, which must drain away, and the weight of such barrels, once filled. If this is an apartment or townhouse, you don't want to upset the neighbors or anyone else. Those practical issues aside, there's every reason to believe that you will have great success with container-grown tomatoes! Harvest a few sun-warmed tomatoes, some fresh basil leaves and get out the balsamic vinegar... this is what summer gardening is all about - enjoy!

©Deb Lambert 2007 All images courtesy FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

The Last Sunset

©2007 S. R. Calef

England’s own... born early last century
This noble father stands by the many-paned window
Curtains caught back by frail hands, covered with parchment-like skin
A telling wheeze breaks the silence
His rheumy blue eyes scan the landscape - looking far beyond


Breaching history, reflecting... humbled by life’s sometimes bitter lessons
Time softens pride
Long ago, he’d learned the balance of work, play, love and sorrow
The importance of heeding true callings
To laugh at oneself and smile at others
The way friendships touch the heart
How to filter out life’s unnecessary commotion
The comfort of tea steeped in love
Rising above the heartaches, he’d lived an honest, truthful life


Now, he imagines himself at the wheel
Sailing his vessel into the waves of uncertainty
At peace with infinity
Enveloped in comfort
Cradled in the unpredictable arms of Nature

His cumbersome breath brings him back to the sunset
To prayerful thoughts
Watching for God’s signal
Waiting to be free

On trembling limbs, he settles into a threadbare wing-back,
His gaze far beyond that English countryside


Breathing
Watching
Waiting



©Deb Lambert 2007

Saturday, July 07, 2007

Another Day, Another Photographer?



©2003 S.W. Haddock, Jr. (3 Peony photos from Hildene - Manchester, Vermont. Taken in the formal gardens at the mansion of Robert Todd Lincoln. His daughter Jessie designed the formal gardens as a gift for her mother's birthday. Many of the 1907 plantings thrive to this day, with the peonies providing a June spectacular every season. For great photos and detailed information about all the programs presented by the Friends of Hildene, Inc., click on "Welcome to Hildene" and learn about the long, arduous task of restoration.

And now, for the gardenauthor "scoop of the day" (If you went to Shutterbug on Knights Pond first, you already know!)... Margaret Woodruff, respected photographer, has offered to share some of her copyrighted photos with both the gardenauthor and shutterbug blogs. Head on over to Shutterbug on Knights Pond for the big celebration!

A personal note of thanks... to Sam Haddock, Kenneth Witham, Steven Calef and Margaret Woodruff... I provide the words and you folks will bring them to life. It's a wonderfully symbiotic relationship. It will enrich our visitors' experience. It's a beautiful thing! THANKS!

©Deb Lambert 2007

Friday, July 06, 2007

Another guest photographer?



Dressed in black velvet

Trees close ranks as day
journeys

To silvered twilight









©2007 S.R. Calef

Note... Long-time friend, garden center president, avid gardener, boater and photographer, Steve Calef has generously agreed to share some of his copyrighted photos on this little blog. I am delighted that "gardenauthor"will be the beneficiary of his obvious talents.

©Deb Lambert 2007

Thursday, July 05, 2007

WALTZING MATILDA

I call her "Waltzing Matilda." She is a free spirit. She is a hard worker. She has proven herself invaluable, in the daily cycle of life. Attentive to details, almost no task is too large for her to handle. I don't know where I'd be without her.

Since 1993, Matilda has been by my side... my "wing-girl" of domesticity, an expert on whom I rely. Yes, we make a fine team. She, calm and unflappable, juxtaposed with my sometimes peppery personality. I really felt we had a solid working relationship, a friendship that blossomed over the years... until that fateful day.

It was one of those frigid, blustery February mornings, with snow piling up at an alarming rate. I'm still not sure what set her off, but it's a morning I'll not soon forget. It was so unlike Matilda.

"It's as much as I can do, to shift this load of stuff 'round! I'm taken for granted. It's 'Matilda, do this - Matilda, do that!' Why I'm no better off than an indentured servant! Faith, and isn't the arthritis payin' me a call this mornin'? Sure, the missus and her wee brats are all snug and warm upstairs, while I shiver away "below decks" in the gloom."

As her rantings escalated, so too, did the volume. Heat rises. Evidently, anger also rises. Soon, Matilda's epithets rose up the stairway, drowning out the Doppler storm update on the radio. She was clearly hurling her anger directly at me. I had been plopping down spoonfuls of oatmeal cookie dough on ancient metal sheets, but dropped the spoon, when I realized how upset she'd become. I went to the top of the stairs.

"Why, Matilda, whatever is the matter? I've never heard language like this from you! Let me get these cookies in the oven and I'll be right down."

That seemed to assuage her, for the moment. I gazed out into what now seemed to be a blizzard. "Don't go out unless it's an emergency," the announcer advised. Oh, well, it was nice and cozy in here. The first batch of cookies had perfumed the whole house and the second batch was on its way.

"Some people are so inconsiderate! I'm no spring chicken, you know! Sure, and its probably the ague on top of the rheumatiz," Matilda asserted, her slight brogue becoming more pronounced, as her temper flared. She'd turned up the volume by several decibels, by now.

Normally fairly sedentary, Matilda seemed to be moving about. I padded down the stairs, anxious to be of assistance. Imagine my surprise, to find her so agitated, dancing around from one foot to the other - again and again.

"But, Matilda, I didn't think..."

"Aye, that's the trouble, ya great big fatty... shame on ye! Why din ya no take the clothes down to the river and beat them clean? The exercise might reduce ya by a few stone... Ya big lout!"

"Now, Matilda, if you'd just hold still for a minute, I'll make an adjustment. I know it's a lot to handle, but you're such a strapping girl, I thought, 'No problem - Matilda's up to the task!' "

"Oh, aye, I guess I'm feelin' a wee bit better. Maybe I can finish." Matilda was visibly calmer.

"There's my girl," I said trying to rally her further. "Now let's get you back here, to your favorite spot. That's enough sputtering and dancing for one day. After all, it's only a quilt and not worth all this fuss, really."

Since that snowy day, Matilda and I have had several rows about heavy bedding... some sputtering and lots of dancing, across the basement floor.

Yes, that Matilda sure can dance. So, henceforth shall my washing machine be known as "Waltzing Matilda."

©Deb Lambert 2007

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Happy Fourth!

This image courtesy FreeDigitalPhotos.net

May everyone have a safe, healthy, happy
July 4th!

Thank you, Ken Witham!

©2007 Kenneth Witham

COMMON EGRET

An associate of Sam Haddock (official photographer of gardenauthor and shutterbug blogs), heard that I was searching for a heron photo, the other day (see 7/2/07 post) - or, at least a member of that unique family.

Here we are, only two days later, gazing at this stunning piece of photography. This candid shot of a Common Egret could not have been more striking, had he posed for it. The dappled shade, softly rippled water and mirrored image all combine for an amazing composition.

So, a big "Thank you" to Ken Witham for the loan of your copyrighted photograph, your generosity and enthusiasm for these two blogs.

Enjoy, everyone!

©Deb Lambert 2007

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Impatient Lucy

©2006 S.W. Haddock, Jr.

Lucy-Maude - constant companion, faithful, loyal, defender of the castle, kind to her feline brethren (only those inside the house - outdoor kitties are fair game), chaser of squirrels and anything that moves, lover of children and babies, tolerant of most adults and some dogs. In other words, an all-around good dog. She just has this one quirk... impatience.

Her breed is Canis Chihuahua Giganteum, or the 'Giant Chihuahua' - a nineteen pound mastiff, who looks every bit like a regular Chihuahua... only BIG. Above you see a rather nervous-looking, lip-licking pup with her best "please put me down now I'm much too big to be held" expression. She's actually pale tan, but I think she's pretty in sepia.

So, there we were, doing our noontime chores today, when Lucy started getting positively "lippy." Actually, I was doing the chores while she supervised. It was so lovely and cool, that I decided to pull a few weeds, before attending to birdbaths and potted plants. She busied herself with following "cold" chipmunk tracks (like a canine version of "Cold Case") and anything else that was nose-worthy. After about 15 minutes, I heard an annoyed whinny (she has a high-pitched voice, which she fuses into a whinny, with a whole range of inflections), indicating her hope that lunch was on the horizon.

"Whose a good girl, then?" I asked, in my best British accent, trying to cheer her.

"Whinny, whinny, whinny," Lucy quavered, in a heart-rending performance.

"OK, Ok, I'm nearly done," I lied, buying time.

This continued for another five minutes. She would move to a new vantage point, audibly sigh, then whinny. Each time the volume increased. And a note of aggravation crept in. Lucy finally gave it one last try, combining pathos with a dash of anger. And loud enough to get my attention!

That was it. The weeding would have to wait. After all, was she not frequently referred to as "Princess Lucy?" I mean, really! You can't keep a princess waiting, can you? Especially if you're only the chief cook and gardener. Well, I hurried through my watering chores, which included reviving a variegated, rosebud Patient Lucy.

Then we rushed indoors, so I could feed and water my Impatient Lucy.

©Deb Lambert 2007

Monday, July 02, 2007

Just another pretty face...

©2006 S.W. Haddock, Jr.

This is the spectacular caterpillar of the equally spectacular Cecropia Moth.

•For in-depth details, go to What's That Bug: Caterpillars and Cocoons


•Scroll down to the first Cecropia caterpillar photo, then click on "site," which provides
complete metamorphosis details.

Those Hilarious Herons


Now I admire herons as much as the next backyard naturalist, but really! I mean whom do they think they're fooling? Alright, maybe a little bittern or green heron can get away with it, but a great blue heron? Pretty preposterous, if you ask me.


Having existed swampside (Lily Pond is a biggish swamp that rarely dries up) for years, I have come to know a wide variety of herons and count them among my favorite birds to observe. I have written about them often, within the confines of countless backyard nature articles.

I have nothing but respect for these hardy, showy shorebirds. They are interesting in flight - magnificent, in the case of the great blue heron - patient and industrious in obtaining food and exceedingly shy. It is this last trait to which I refer.

I could, maybe, understand how a little green heron or an American bittern (with his streaked, camouflaged suit of feathers) would believe that "freezing," with hunched-up shoulders and his beak pointed straight up in the air, would fool a predator. But when a snowy egret or great blue heron assumes this same posture, it does seem a little preposterous. It's hard to hide when you're brilliant white or nearly as tall as me, standing there at water's edge, patiently waiting for lunch to tap you on the toe. I realize that they're pretty adept fishermen, but standing there, "frozen," waiting for me to move on, there's not a whole lot of fishing going on.

When we're hiking by our larger, neighborhood pond, my dog and I move quickly and quietly on (actually, the fact that she's leashed, accounts for her compliance in this matter), trying not to disturb this frozen heron. But what always makes me smile, is that their eyes give them away. The head remains stationary, not a muscle twitches, but the eye is constantly roving - assessing the situation, trying to determine if I pose a risk and if immediate flight should ensue. Granted, a lot to compute, when all you wanted was a quiet picnic lunch.

Now, I don't present myself as anything more than an extremely interested, but casual, observer of nature. I don't claim to be an expert naturalist or birder (or an expert at anything, even in my chosen field of horticulture, for that matter... setting oneself up as an "expert" at anything, is setting oneself up for a fall - that's only this writer's opinion), but even the most serious birder must have been amused, at least once, by this pattern of behavior.

"I see you, but you can't see me," they seem to be saying. It is rather like the toddler who while covering his eyes, proclaims, "You can't find me!"

And thus my conclusion, that herons are hilarious - downright hysterical - at least, when they're hiding in plain sight!

Serious Note: Both Island Bird Rambles and thequacksoflife have great heron photos and stories. Check out both these blogs... you'll like what you see!

©2007 Deb Lambert

Sunday, July 01, 2007

Backyard Inventory

As usual, Lily Pond and environs is teeming with wildlife. Bullfrogs "chuggarumping" at all hours, coyotes yipping from the hills (up around the power lines) and the mockingbird is out-singing, out-doing and out-razzing all of bird-dom. Even now, as he moves about the yard, singing AT me through the open windows, I can scarcely hear the Enya concert, drifting out from my Mac.

As you may have learned in yesterday's post, we seem to be in the midst of a territorial dispute, pitting mockingbird against mockingbird. One of these birds has added a very convincing hawk cry to his repertoire... so convincing, that I've looked high overhead several times, in search of the red-tailed - only to have the mockingbird resume his cardinal impressions.

Anyway, back to the inventory. The adult Baltimore Orioles have been sited with one juvenile, bathing in the large birdbath. The flickers have fledged and can be heard calling to each other, quite often. Spotted the male American redstart in the tree lilac, yesterday. Saw the female in the birdbath. Yellow-rumped warblers have not been spotted recently - they seem to drop by periodically for insects "on the fly," as do the cedar waxwings. The tree swallows usually stop by to catch mosquitoes, over the swamp at dusk - sometimes during the day.

Red-winged blackbirds, grackles, starlings, blue jays, cardinals, catbirds, wrens, goldfinches, house finches, chickadees, titmice, nuthatches and five sparrow species are among the remaining birds that frequent this gardener's backyard.

Two pairs of wood ducks seem to have nested somewhere by the swamp, as I keep seeing two males swimming near the shore, often late in the day. We have an abundance of mallards that visit from a nearby large pond - in addition to that resident pair and their 11 offspring. The pair of bufflehead ducks, that visited for several weeks early in the season, evidently took off for destinations unknown.

Herons - great blue, green, black-crowned night heron and the American bittern have all been spotted, feeding from the shores and fishing from fallen trees.

Add to all the above: tree frogs, painted turtles, an occasional snapping turtle, newts, salamanders, water bugs, damselflies, dragonflies, garter snakes, a myriad spider varieties and you have a most interesting backyard inventory. Not bad for suburban New England!

©Deb Lambert 2007