Showing posts with label Plants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Plants. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 13, 2024

Pesky Weed


Thistles have long been thought of by farmers as pesky weeds. So I suppose that in many ways, I must seem like a thistle to those who voted for Trump on November 5. I don't believe we need a new Department of Government Efficiency, which sounds a whole lot to me like Dickens' famed Office of Circumlocution. I don't believe we need to fire all the generals at the head of our military who happen to have notions contrary to those of--well, let's be nice!--the Duck. I don't believe it will necessarily reduce my taxes or increase my personal sense of well-being by deporting "millions of people." I don't believe RFK, Jr. is going to save us from the next pandemic by firing hundreds of federal health employees. 

But I will tell you what I do believe. First and foremost, I believe it's important to be honest. I'm tired of Trump's lies and the lies of his co-conspirators. I believe in the value of personal integrity. Someone who cannot control his own worst impulses or his tongue does not deserve to be president of the United States. And, among other things, I believe in humility, the truth that none of us--no, not even the Duck--is perfect.

Just some thoughts from a thistle.

Saturday, September 21, 2024

"Ears"


Powhatan Creek Trail

Curious about why we call corn "ears"? Well, so was I. So I looked it up. Here is some of what I found from Grammaphobia:

The “ear” of corn that we eat in summer and the “ear” that we hear with are unrelated. Yes, these are two separate and distinct words, both of which have been with us since Anglo-Saxon days and have different prehistoric roots.

In Old English, Middle English, and Modern English, the word “ear” has been used to mean a spike or head of grain. The Oxford English Dictionary defines it as “the part of a cereal plant which contains its flowers or seeds.”

Here’s a typical citation from the OED: “The ripen’d Grain, whose bending Ears Invite the Reaper’s Hand” (from a 1740 poem by William Somerville).

This spiky agricultural “ear” is descended from an ancient Indo-European root that’s been reconstructed as ak (“sharp”). It became the Proto-Germanic akhuz, which eventually gave us the Old English word ear around the year 800. 

Tuesday, September 10, 2024

Fruits & Veggies


The name Barbados Peppers, I think, probably says all that needs to be said about these little bombshells I spotted growing in one of our CW gardens.


A much safer alternative might be the squash.

Monday, September 9, 2024

Homegrown


Meanwhile, in our gardens back here in Colonial Williamsburg  . . .
 

Sunday, September 1, 2024

Ferns


Frelinghuysen Arboretum
Morristown, New Jersey

Surprising how plants like these, arranged and layered so carefully, can make you feel cooler even on what was otherwise a terribly hot and humid afternoon.

Saturday, August 31, 2024

Lines


Frelinghuysen Arboretum
Morristown, New Jersey

I was fascinated--mesmerized, really--by the patterns here at the entrance to the Frelinghuysen's summer home.

Friday, August 30, 2024

Wall Fountain


Frelinghuysen Arboretum
Morristown, New Jersey

One of my favorites spots in any garden that has one.

Saturday, August 24, 2024

Monday, August 12, 2024

Sunday, August 11, 2024

Thursday, August 8, 2024

Corm


Smith College Botanic Garden
Northampton, Massachusetts

I wish now that I had checked what appears to be a label on the back side of this pot. Without it, I had no idea what kind of plant this was. Very interesting corm, though, don't you think?

Wednesday, August 7, 2024

Tuesday, August 6, 2024

Monday, August 5, 2024