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conuly ([personal profile] conuly) wrote2025-06-29 08:25 pm

So not looking forward to tomorrow

It's gonna be one long, long, long day. Also hot. Long, hot, hard - and miserable.

Happy Mayoral Primaries, I guess? At least the poll site is airconditioned. (At least... I assume it is? Oh god what if it isn't.)

Oh, and I nearly forgot - the Arab/Israeli dove and rose mural has been painted over. Saw that on my way to CVS today.

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Elizabeth Perry ([personal profile] watersword) wrote2025-06-23 08:16 pm

lolsob

I tripped coming back from the garden after watering and skinned the hell out my left knee and twisted my right ankle, plus minor scrapes on my palms. Ow.

Hobbled home, rinsed everything off (because of course I had some dirt on me from wrestling the garden hose and whatnot), smeared on antibacterial ointment, iced both joints (not super successfully), taped bandaids to my knee, and ordered delivery of a bento box. Now I need to put on enough clothes to get downstairs to receive said delivery, and get back up the stairs to eat. Ow ow OW.

This was a perfectly pleasant heatwave until then! I got the window unit into my bedroom window yesterday, have been eating popsicles and drinking various flavored waters, and made summer rolls last night. I was going to make peanut noodles. But no. Did I mention OW?

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StarSpray ([personal profile] starspray) wrote2025-06-23 06:46 pm

High in the Clean Blue Air - Chapter Thirty Seven

Fandom: Tolkien
Rating: T
Characters: Maglor, Elrond, Maedhros, various others
Warnings: References to torture and trauma
Summary: Maglor keeps a promise, and comes to Valinor, only to find the ghosts he thought he'd left behind are alive and waiting for him.
Note: This fic is a sequel to Clear Pebbles of the Rain, which is itself a sequel to Unhappy Into Woe.

Prologue / Previous Chapter / Next Chapter

 

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conuly ([personal profile] conuly) wrote2025-06-27 02:18 pm

Of the Shining Underlife by Carl Phillips

Above me, the branches toss toward and away from each other
the way privacy does with what ends up
showing, despite ourselves, of
who we are, inside.

                                Then they’re branches again—hickory, I think.

            —It’s not too late, then.

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conuly ([personal profile] conuly) wrote2025-06-26 02:10 pm

Well, at least Iran is limiting themselves to legitimate military targets

Can't wait to hear the exaggerated anger at how dare they retaliate....
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Sholio ([personal profile] sholio) wrote2025-06-22 11:55 am
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Thank you!!

Thank you so much to everyone who left comments on my solstice/anniversary post. ♥ ♥ ♥ I don't know whether I'll manage to reply to you all individually, but I have been loving reading them!
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bunn ([personal profile] bunn) wrote2025-06-22 09:29 pm
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A post from the rain

Goodness, it's been almost two months! I have been reading here and I've even started the odd post, then a cat landed on my keyboard or something and...

Anyway, here I am. What shall I put in a post?

The Shop continues reasonably busy, though less so than last year: it's the first year since it started that turnover is distinctly down on the previous year. Unsurprising given everything that's happening in the world, but a bit concerning on the micro-personal level. 

Here are some things I've done:
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the cosmolinguist ([personal profile] cosmolinguist) wrote2025-06-22 09:40 pm
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Matchy-matchyy

D and I both are encouraged by the healthcare system to take our blood pressure more regularly and/or without the white-coat syndrome (that one's me, though it's not "I'm stressed to be at the doctor's office" so much as "I'm stressed about the anti-fatness I must tolerate imminently in order to sometimes get the healthcare I need").

We had to measure our upper arms today in order to make sure the machine we're ordering has a cuff big enough.

And it turns out they are the same circumference! To the centimeter. How romantic!

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inchoatewords ([personal profile] inchoatewords) wrote2025-06-22 11:54 am
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Media Post

Movies: None.

Television/Streaming: Watched episode 3 of Buffy ("Witch"). That's the one about the cheerleading squad and all the chaos that ensues there because of Amy - well, her mom. It was entertaining but I called that it was the mom doing this shit behind the scenes before any of the main characters did. Also, I was annoyed when they needed "eye of newt" for that one spell and they dissected a frog. For one, not the same thing, and for two, eye of newt is not a literal eye, it's a term for mustard seed.

Also watched Episode 7 of Farscape ("PK Tech Girl"). That's the one where they find the old abandoned Peacekeeper ship and the tech, Gilina, and she and Crichton have a "moment" (or really, a series of moments as they're all trying not to die, heh). I liked this one. I really like the otherworldly creatures on this show and how they look. The Sheyangs remind me of Battletoads dropped in a nuclear waste dump.

Taskmaster is almost over for this series; only two more episodes. I love this group. They are hilarious and Jason continues to be a chaos gremlin.

Books: I finished Persuasion. This is the second time that I have read this work that I recall. The first time I logged it was ten years ago. I really loved it then and I still do. Despite the time period being vastly different, I think there are some universal feelings there that could be extrapolated into the modern age. So many of us have broken up with folks we still had feelings for, and even years might have gone by and you see them again, and it brings up all of those feelings with a force to steal your breath. Anne's family ignores her even though she does have important things to say; her dad is a shallow man.

Currently reading Eve's Hollywood by Eve Babitz. I read a review some time ago comparing Joan Didion (who I really like) and Eve Babitz, who I had not heard of. Apparently her works are having a renaissance in recent years and she definitely has a more breeze style than Didion, but that's not an insult by any means.
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Mad Scientess ([personal profile] nanila) wrote2025-06-22 04:13 pm

The Friday Five on a Sunday

  1. If you were a fruit, which would you be and why?

    I would like to be a guava. They are a tropical fruit that does not export well, and are almost as tetchy as avocados. Unripe, unripe, unripe, unripe, unripe, RIPE AND SUCCULENT, hahaha you missed the 10-minute window when I was perfect and now I shall rot secretly on the inside so you won't be able to anticipate your disappointment.

    When you do manage to catch them at the right moment, they are sooooo delicious.

  2. If you wake up and smell smoke, and you have to get everybody (pets included) out of the house safely, but you have time to grab one item, what would you grab?

    My phone. No question. Once upon a time it would have been passport or driving licence or some such, but we do everything on our phones now, so I can think of nothing more essential than that. Yes, the documents are a faff to replace, but how are you going to get online to do it without your phone?

  3. If you were stuck on an island, who would be the one person you would want with you and why?

    I hate it in films (and in fact in real life) when people are ordered to choose between beloved family members. I would want my partner AND my children with me, or else I would refuse to choose.

  4. If you could change one thing about your physical appearance, what would it be?

    I'm not sure changing one thing would make much of a difference.

  5. If you could spend the day with one famous person, dead or alive, who would you choose?

    I'd quite like to have a chat with Jaron Lanier.
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Elizabeth Perry ([personal profile] watersword) wrote2025-06-21 11:01 pm

patience in a garden plot

Got a Cake Batter cone (working my way through the non-coffee-flavors at my local ice cream shop) and walked over to the garden; I am very pleased to report that the rhubarb has come up, and so has the parsley and the cosmos and the sweet alyssum! Could there be 100% more of all of these plants, considering how many seeds I put in? Yes. But: I created plants! The basil is going to be so happy over the next week of heatwave. The peas are doing great and I am going nuts over the lack of watermelon, hopefully they will also rejoice in the heat.

And then I stuck a couple of coreopsis in the front garden, which I impulse-bought this morning at the farmer's market, not even a little sorry. Other impulse purchases today included a bag of basil (PESTO) and a container of corn salsa, which I will add to fish-stick tacos.

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StarSpray ([personal profile] starspray) wrote2025-06-21 10:44 pm

High in the Clean Blue Air - Chapter Thirty Six

Fandom: Tolkien
Rating: T
Characters: Maglor, Elrond, Maedhros, various others
Warnings: References to torture and trauma
Summary: Maglor keeps a promise, and comes to Valinor, only to find the ghosts he thought he'd left behind are alive and waiting for him.
Note: This fic is a sequel to Clear Pebbles of the Rain, which is itself a sequel to Unhappy Into Woe.

ProloguePrevious Chapter / Next Chapter

 

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conuly ([personal profile] conuly) wrote2025-06-24 03:52 pm

Welp

We're gonna get in the triple digits by Tuesday. Fun times!

Stay cool, guys.

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the cosmolinguist ([personal profile] cosmolinguist) wrote2025-06-21 10:40 pm

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I read about this NatGeo documentary about Sally Ride last week and D and I watched the first half or so tonight (before I got too sleepy).

I remember being floored by a photo of Sally Ride in space, in the shuttle, that I saw in my social studies textbook in I wanna say third or fourth grade. American women could go to space. I think I was probably just about grown out of my desire to be an astronaut by this point (I'd seriously considered it until I decided my mom would worry too much about me so it wasn't a good idea...seeing how much she still worries about me, this seems very astute (the fact that I can't see did not occur to me as a dealbreaker until I was much older, by the way)) but I was fantastically interested in astronauts and the space shuttle (I had a toy version, complete with the truck to slot it on to for the drive across the country), the Voyagers still encountering planets at the time, and all that.

Reading about and especially watching the documentary now, I'm struck by how familiar parts of her story are. Never showed her emotions? Had parents who never modeled how to? (In a way that's referred to as "Norwegian"?!) This shit could literally be taken from my counseling sessions, heh.

This person as remote as the space she traveled to still feels as close as I was to that social studies textbook in elementary school.

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yourlibrarian ([personal profile] yourlibrarian) wrote in [community profile] common_nature2025-06-21 02:27 pm

Latourelle and Coopey Falls



We drove down the historic 30, a 2 lane road that wound around the hills and which crossed paths with numerous waterfalls. Our first stop was Latourelle, which was just off the road. Read more... )
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a subtle sort of brilliance ([personal profile] theladyscribe) wrote2025-06-21 01:55 pm

Fandom Promo Post: Into the Fire (1989)

This is a re-post with edits of my bluesky thread about the greatest Hong Kong movie I have seen to date, Into the Fire (1989), AKA Fire Street, AKA 烈火街頭, directed by Lo Kin and produced by the great Sammo Hung. It is extremely obscure, so see below for links, including the only version of it I've been able to find online (sadly dubbed in Mandarin rather than the original Cantonese).

MyDramaList | LetterBoxd | IMDb | YouTube


Original Bluesky thread below the cut! )

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If this interests you at all, I highly encourage you to check out the version on YouTube! Word on the street is that it might also be available on the high seas, but I haven't been able to independently verify that. This movie is on my rarepairs list, and I've got it flagged as a potential nominee for Yuletide. It's truly got everything one could ever want in a tiny fandom: a central slash ship, potential for a M/M/F threesome, the above-mentioned fake-out make-out and handcuffed together scenarios, a desperate us-against-the-world dynamic, and endless potential for hurt/comfort.
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author_by_night ([personal profile] author_by_night) wrote in [community profile] findingfriends2025-06-21 11:08 am

Hi!

Is there an interesting story behind your username? I was in high school and thought "Author By Night" sounded so edgy. I realized about two or three years later that it was not, but it stuck, and even decades later, I haven't had the heart to change it. Although I do have a different username on tumblr.

Location and language(s): US (sigh, I know), and English.

Age range (e.g 20s, 30s, etc.): Early 40s.

Hot button/deal breaker issues that will likely lead to unfriending: Queerphobia, racism, sexism, the usual. Definitely no MAGA.

Do you have an "About Me" post new friends can read to get a sense of who you are, the people you talk about regularly, etc.? https://author-by-night.dreamwidth.org/260431.html

Is your profile up-to-date or at all useful? Not particularly.

List a few things you think it's important new friends know about you right away:

I take posts as conversation openers, so I do sometimes get chatty. That being said, I will always be mindful if I feel you're just venting or making a casual observation. But if you really use your DW as more of a diary and aren't looking for discussion, we might not click.

I'm also not really a "good vibes only" person; I don't think it's "negative" to have an opinion (as long as there's tact and care involved). That being said, I don't like bashing or nihilism, either. I call myself a cautious optimist.

You never or very rarely write about:

- I rarely do "daily life" posts. I talk about my personal life, but I don't really journal everything I did on a given day. I'll sometimes offer snippets I think are interesting or worth mentioning, though. I'm single and childless, I'm a bit of a homebody, there's not much "daily life" for me to say.

- Rarely talk about politics. I'm left-wing and deeply disturbed by the everything of everything, but I have other social media to panic/be depressed on.


Is your journal mostly public, locked, or a mix of public and locked?

Mostly locked.

Do you use filters for certain types of posts (e.g. fandom-related posts, or posts about sex, or mental health issues, etc.)?

No, but I do use cuts and trigger/content warnings. I'll also sometimes separate posts into two so that non-fandom people don't have to be bored by fandom posts.

Your posting frequency (e.g. daily, every few days, weekly, etc.): Varies. At least once a week, sometimes three or four times a week.

Does your journal frequently include any of the following: memes, linkspams, gifs, photos, videos, etc? I do sometimes answer "random questions" (things I find on reddit and quora), but they're not really memes. I don't post the other items listed very often.

What do you enjoy most about journaling? I'm very much someone who thinks out loud, and journaling is a perfect outlet for that.

How often do you read your friends list (e.g. daily, every other day, once a week, etc.)? Daily.

You really enjoy reading about: Fannishness, thoughts on books/TV/movies etc., thoughts on life.

You have very little interest in reading about: I'm less interested in therapy journals. Nothing against people who use their journals for therapy, that's just not for me.

Your thoughts on journals that regularly include any of the following: memes, linkspams, gifs, photos, videos, etc? They're fine, though if they're just links, photos and videos with no context, I don't always know how to comment.

When it comes to comments on your posts, what matters more -- quality or quantity? I don't want people to feel obligated to comment, but beyond that, you do you.

Do you unfriend people who don't comment much, even if you know they are reading you regularly? No.

What is your approach when it comes to commenting on other journals? As I said above, I tend to assume people want to hear my thoughts.

When you friend someone, but things don't really click, do you unfriend them without warning, or do you send them a note first? How do you prefer to be unfriended in similar circumstances? I usually don't say anything, or expect people to. Honestly, in my experience, explaining why you unfriended someone only results in more hurt feelings. There are exceptions, but where exceptions are concerned, I still believe in tact.

AND LASTLY

Friending memes often ask people to list their favourite TV shows, movies, books, etc., but more often than not, those aren't things people actually write about in their journal. Do you have any favourite TV shows, movies, books, etc., that you DO often write about -- not necessarily in a fandom sort of way, just in general?

Not a lot of my friends share my media interests, or are really into "meta" for specific shows. That being said, I talk a lot about books, movies and TV shows in general, which includes mentions of media I like. I also talk about fandom often, but again, in a more general way.

Shows I'd love to talk about more often include Schitt's Creek, Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, Heartstopper, Buffy, Our Flag Means Death.

Any final thoughts you'd like to share with potential new friends?
New Hampshire Garden Solutions ([syndicated profile] nhgardensolutions_feed) wrote2025-06-21 07:57 am

Things I’ve Seen

Posted by New Hampshire Garden Solutions

I’m happy to say that I’m finally seeing some dragonflies but still nowhere near the numbers I was seeing last year at this time. I have a feeling water temperature might have something to do with triggering their hatching and with weekly downpours the larger ponds and lakes haven’t had a chance to really warm up. I think the dragonfly shown above is an ashy club tail but I could be wrong.

Chalk fronted corporal dragonflies have also appeared. The get their name from the chalky white corporal bars behind their heads, and they’re usually one of the earliest to appear. Though said to be a skimmer they seem to do more perching. I think of skimmers being in constant motion and always hunting, but quite often I find chalk fronted corporals lounging on rocks just as this one was, waiting for a meal to come by.

I’ve seen a few more butterflies including this sulfur, which was being blown over by the wind. I tried to get a good shot of its eye but it was just blowing around too much. Clouded, cloudless, I don’t really care but if you do, feel free to look it up.

This shot of the Branch River in Marlborough pretty much sums it up for all our rivers and streams. Thankfully we’ve had a little more sunshine lately so the water level is starting to drop. I’ve noticed that high water in the rivers for such a long time is starting to affect our aquatic plants. Pickerel weed for instance, is not looking good anywhere I’ve seen it. It looks as if it has some type of whitish scale on the stems, and the plants are stunted with curling leaves.

The water level in this local pond was quite high one evening but it had a cormorant fishing in it. I watched it dive and resurface several times. I had almost convinced myself that it was too dark for photos when it came chugging by but I gave it a shot anyway, and this was the result.

Green herons don’t seem to be bothered by water levels. I’m seeing more green than great blue herons this year but I haven’t seen an egret yet. Though they’re unusual here I saw egrets in two or three places last year. This green heron reminded me of a Muppet character but I couldn’t remember which one.

Right away I knew I was in trouble. “I heard that!” the green heron said. “I’m not a Muppet!”

And of course the bird is right; I shouldn’t have said that. Green herons are beautiful birds. This one posed nicely one evening in the fading light and it didn’t look at all like a Muppet.

On another evening a group of us saw what was thought to be a lesser yellowlegs. Since there were people far more knowledgeable than I there, I accepted the verdict.

But then I saw this side view of the bird and it looked like it had a slightly upturned bill, and that’s indicative of a greater yellowlegs. Google lens and bird people say it’s a lesser yellowlegs though, so I’m going with that. No matter what I call it, I can imagine people writing in telling me I don’t know beans about birds, which is true. As I’ve said before, I don’t do birds due to colorblindness. I’ve never done birds but occasionally they do me. You should never bet the farm on my bird identification skills unless they are the very common birds like robins and blue jays. The birds are doing their best to teach me but it takes time.

I noticed red pines were flowering so I wanted to show you what they looked like. The long orange bits are the male pollen bearing flowers which are usually much more numerous than female flowers. The whitish bits in the center will eventually become new needles.

Female red pine flowers look much like larch flowers only bigger. If pollinated they will grow even bigger and harden and turn brown, and become the red pine tree’s seed bearing cones. The long parts with green tips are new needles. It can take a week or two between male and female flowers appearing on the same tree.

Have you ever looked at a dandelion closely to see how the seeds form and then detach in the wind? It’s a fascinating process that works well. I saw lots of dandelions early on but we’re getting some hot days now and they don’t like heat, so they slowly disappear. Not before letting their seeds fly though.

Many grasses are flowering right now but it’s a side of nature that many pay no attention to, so I always try to point it out. Orchard grass like that in the shot above is one of my favorites because it’s tall and easy to see, and it has a kind of architectural feel to it. Orchard grass seed heads are composed of spikelets that bear two to eight flowers which dangle from thin filaments (pedicels) and shimmer in the breeze.

George Washington loved orchard grass so much so that he wrote “Orchard grass of all others is in my opinion the best mixture with clover; it blooms precisely at the same time, rises quick again after cutting, stands thick, yields well, and both cattle and horses are fond of it green or in hay.”

Due to its growth habit I think this might be common or black sedge (Carex nigra.) It’s a beautiful thing that is apparently rare in this area since this is only the second time I’ve found it in almost fifteen years. The male flowers are the yellowish butter color ones at the top and the wispy female flowers are on the two stalks below. These would have been naturally close to pure white if the lighting had been better but instead the shade gave them a bluish cast. Even so they’re very beautiful. It is knowing that I might get to see something as beautiful as this that keeps me going out there. There’s a surprise behind every rock and tree.

Guess who has come back to eat all the fruit on the shad bushes? If you guessed cedar waxwings you know your birds. They love fruit and I’ve seen a small flock of them strip a crab apple tree in one afternoon. That’s why if you want to attract birds you should plant native plants and trees that have lots of fruit on them. Birds eat more than just seeds and insects. Listen to me go on about birds! What I know about them I could store under a fingernail but I’ve absorbed the little I know just by watching them. What I said about cedar waxwings stripping crab apple trees comes from my seeing them do just that near the UPS facility in Keene. I used to have to ship out a lot of packages and the bonus was the birds I got to see. Right now cedar waxwings are stripping the fruit off all the shad bushes at the local college.

An American bittern pretended to be swaying grass but I wasn’t fooled. Then it ducked down behind the swaying grass and I was fooled. In fact I never saw it again. I’ve watched them land in the cattails right in front of me and just instantly disappear, that’s how well they blend into their surroundings. As we can see in this photo, when it pretends to be watching the sky it’s actually watching you. Blink or turn away and this bird is gone. If you want to hear one of the strangest sounds you’ve ever heard come out of a swamp just Google “American bittern call.” You can’t really call it a song. Unless you’re another bittern, I suppose.

One evening as I stood by a small pond a beaver appeared and plopped itself down on the shoreline. Then its mate swam over and began nibbling on it. In this photo the nibbling hadn’t started yet but you can get a good look at a beaver’s tail. You can also see how the forepaws on the beaver looking at the camera aren’t webbed. Only the rear paws are webbed to help with swimming. These are two big beavers. I’ve read that adult beavers can weigh anywhere from 40-60 pounds on average and some can occasionally reach 100 pounds. I’d guess these two are probably in the 40-60 pound range but they’re the biggest I’ve seen. I wouldn’t want to have to help one of them home after a night on the town.

I got home and looked up why one beaver would nibble on another and found out that it’s all about grooming. Beavers are very clean animals and they groom themselves and each other regularly. They have oil in certain glands that helps keep the fine hairs near their skin dry. Or as dry as a beaver can be, anyhow. They massage the oil into their coats on land or in the lodge. They use their teeth and / or their paws to groom and also have specialized split toenails that help comb debris out of their fur.

I haven’t gotten any usable photos yet but I saw what I think was a baby beaver swimming by one day. It was maybe a foot long not including the tail, and had a head about as big as a baseball. It was a miniature version of the ones in these photos so I’ll just watch and see. The adults don’t seem to mind me being near.

I’ve read that many Native American tribes called beavers “little people” because they’re always so busy and because both parents help raise their young. Beavers mate for life and like humans they have long “marriages.”

I was walking around a small pond that usually has fragrant white water lilies in it early one morning when I met some Canada goose goslings. I thought they’d turn away but no, they kept coming, trying to look nonchalant. I’d guess curiosity got the better of them, but I could see this situation ending badly so I turned and left quickly.

The parents of the goslings had been hiding behind a nearby tree the entire time, watching. I thought back to a few years ago when at this very same pond I stumbled into a red wing blackbird nesting site. All of the sudden I had a male red wing hovering inches in front of my face, beating me on the head and face with its wildly flapping wings. That was bad enough. I didn’t want to find out what it would be like if a Canada goose did it.

The young geese have much to learn. Snapping turtles pick many of them off well before they reach adulthood. This big mother turtle was laying her eggs in the soft gravel beside a road as many of them do. I’ve learned by watching them that the month of June is programmed into them for egg laying somehow and sure enough, on the evening of June 1st I saw three of them laying eggs.

Unfortunately many snapping turtle eggs will end up this way, dug up by everything from crows to raccoons but nature always has a way, and there always seems to be plenty of snappers around. I’ve read that they lay their eggs in layers, starting with the deepest and working up to as many as three layers. The eggs in the first two layers might get dug up and eaten but those in the deepest layer often survive.

I was amazed when I looked at this photo and saw what looked just like a solar eclipse going on in that turtle’s eye. According to the National Audubon Society the snapping turtle family Chelydridae, evolved in North America and has haunted our wetlands almost unchanged for nearly 90 million years. Others say they and other turtles have been here for 200 million years and walked with the dinosaurs. All it takes is one look at that face to convince me that they have been here for a very long time indeed.

I should mention that these photos were taken using a zoom lens so I was not as close to this turtle as it might appear. Snapping turtles can move faster than you’d guess and what looks like a short neck is long enough to almost reach around to its tail, so it’s best to give them plenty of room and let them be at peace to do what they have to do. They are gentle creatures and won’t hurt anyone as long as they’re left alone. Having said that, I and just about anyone else who has grown up with snapping turtles as a child has poked at them with a tree branch and seen them snap it easily in half. “Whoa, I’m glad that wasn’t my finger” is what was usually heard afterwards.

I remembered to go back to the pond once the geese left to get a shot of a fragrant white water lily. They’re beautiful things only with us for a short time, so I go to see them quite often. I like to try for a glimpse of the golden fire that burns in their center but it’s not an easy thing to see from shore.

I like seeing these little mycena mushrooms but I’m not sure I’ve ever seen them this early. This shows exactly what they do. Though I’ve seen one or two you can usually count on them forming large colonies like what is seen here. They are wood eaters that help break down forest litter. If you think it’s hard to walk through a forest now think of how it would be without the wood eaters. I’d guess probably close to impossible.

I went off the trail into the woods to see a white flower and looked down to discover that I was surrounded by tiger’s eye fungi. They are also called cinnamon fairy stools and grow maybe 3-4 inches off the ground. They’re very tough, colorful and concentric but they lose their color as they age. They are said to form root connections with pines, oaks, beeches, and chestnuts. This one was big at maybe two inches across and had another tiny example growing on its cap, which I’ve never seen before.

A fly sitting on a fly agaric mushroom might seem fitting but this fly might have been playing with fire because this mushroom gets its name from the way it was once cut up and put in pans of milk to kill flies. What looks like dust under this mushroom is its spores. This usually happens only on humid, dead still days. Mushrooms rely on wind for spore dispersal so when this happens you know that it didn’t go quite according to plan.

This pretty dragonfly was as fresh as one can be. When dragonflies emerge from their exoskeletons they usually fly to a quiet spot and hang from vegetation until their wings extend and strengthen. I saw this dragonfly land and noticed that while it flew its wings were very weak. They kind of flopped around and looked like plastic wrap in the wind. But it looked good overall and I’m sure it was fine once its wings strengthened. Dragonflies also change color and I can’t be absolutely certain of its identity but if I had to guess I’d say it was an eastern pond hawk juvenile due to the colors. Juveniles and females look a lot alike for a while.

Pond hawks come by their name from the way they pounce on any insect that happens to fly near, including damselflies. They take food on the wing and then rest on nearby plants and shrubs.

These little dragonflies taught me something interesting last year when I saw several of them perched in the gravel at the side of the road. While I tried to get photos I watched them snapping up the ants that left the anthill they were watching. They’re here again this year but we’ve had so much rain I’m not sure the ants are coming up to the surface. This one was perched on a bent cattail leaf, surrounded by water. Its name is the “dot tailed white face.” The white face is obvious enough but you have to look closely to see the yellow dot about two thirds down the length of its tail. I hope to be able to show better photos of them in the future. I never knew they were so hairy until I saw this shot.

Words can never convey the beauty of a tree; to understand it you must see it with your own eyes.
Language cannot capture the melody of a song; to understand it you must hear it with your own ears.
~Hua Hu Ching

Thanks for coming by. Happy Summer.