nothing is safe from the STILL crosshairs

nothing is safe from the STILL crosshairs

We made fresh pasta on Saturday night with friends. It was a super fun. And delicious. And we used A LOT of eggs.
When I am in STILL mode, no natural subject is safe from my scrutiny.

eggshells from farmer’s market chicken eggs

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Mary Jo’s ferns

Mary Jo’s ferns

These are all the ferns I have in my yard. I had to work fast because they wanted to wilt the moment I snipped them. Here are my beloved native ferns in order of abundance in my yard:

Ostrich Fern
Interrupted Fern
Lady Fern
Sensitive Fern
Northern Maidenhair Fern
Marsh Fern
Cinnamon Fern
Bracken Fern

I have samples of each in this little composition, but some are tucked behind and little hard to see. I have worked hard at assembling native colonies of each of these on my land. There are a couple more (oak fern and christmas fern) that are common in my bio region that I would like to see get established as well. If any local Twin Citians are reading this, and have nice established patches of these ferns, and would like to share…

  • Carol Sommers says:

    My first thought was “dancing ballerinas”

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one last cuddle

one last cuddle

Magnolia is a genus of about 210 to 340 species. And every single one of them is probably good looking. Can you imagine a family tree with 340 relatives and not a single cousin or uncle or great aunt is weird, or ugly, or so shameful no one mentions their name any more? While I have not met all 340 members of the Magnolia clan, I suspect that they may all be pretty darn good looking, and welcome and even celebrated members of their communities. #jealous

dried magnolia leaves

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black and white is always a good idea

black and white is always a good idea

The birds are molting. As I walk down to the dock and back all day long, I pick up molted feathers–large and small–as I go and deposit them in a basket I am keeping on the deck. The basket is getting quite full–mostly with indistinct large brown sandhill crane and canada goose feathers. And then today, I found this little gem–black and white and perfect. So, while I could make a very large–maybe even impressive–feather assemblage, I choose instead to highlight this singular expression of “feather”.

woodpecker feather

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old reliable

old reliable

Taking a little break from all the blooms of late. “Bits and pieces” is always fun.

Bit and pieces of found nature

  • Old Lady Gardener says:

    It’s so nice to see how many bits and pieces have followed you home since you lost all your collections in the fire. I do love this sort of presentation of found treasures, MJ.

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