This is the 15th year of continuous daily publication for 365Caws. All things considered, it's likely it will be the last year as it is becoming increasingly difficult for me to find interesting material. However, I hope that I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world with my natural history posts, or encouraged a novice weaver or needleworker. If so, I've done what I set out to do.
Friday, August 31, 2012
Return Of The Black Blade
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Before The Battle
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Like Cookies, They're Better Homemade
My readers have often heard me talk about "birdseed crackers," and the recipe comes from Linda Foust and Tony Husch's wonderful book. It is my favorite...might have something to do with the fact that I'm a Crow...but running a close second are the "Jack and Dill Squares."
These puffy, light, cheesy delights are quite simple and quick to make.
Grate a quarter pound of Monterey jack cheese and set it aside. In a bowl, combine 1 cup of flour, 2 teaspoons of dried dill weed, a quarter teaspoon each of salt and pepper. Add to this a quarter cup of vegetable oil and fluff with a fork until the mixture has the texture of coarse meal. Add the jack cheese and toss lightly. Then add 1/4 to 1/3 cup of water to make a dough which just holds together. Divide it into two parts and roll it out as thin as possible without tearing. Cut it into 2" squares and place on a parchment-lined baking sheet, and bake at 325° for 15 minutes. Turn the crackers and bake for an additional 4-5 minutes until they are golden brown. Served with tea, they are simply delicious!
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Nisqually National Wildlife Refuge
A word of explanation: the National Wildlife Area and the Land Trust are unrelated, other than by the fact that they both are agencies protecting the Nisqually River and its watershed. The Land Trust is a small operation. The Wildlife Refuge is more on the lines of a National Park. As much as it pains me to admit it, for the number of years I lived in close proximity to the Refuge, I never once visited it. One thing leads to another, and my stop at the Land Trust's office was brief. A few minutes later, I was on my way out to the end of the boardwalk, a "trail" which extends two miles into the tidal estuary. It is an amazing piece of engineering, to say the least.
My trips to saltwater have been few and far between, and another completely different ecology exists in that environment. Within the first hundred feet of my walk, I'd discovered a wildflower I'd never seen before, growing quite profusely. Cape Jewelweed (Impatiens capensis, top image) is a wetland plant native to the Olympics.
Continuing through the short forested section of the boardwalk trail, I was paying keen attention to the descriptions of Warblers on the interpretive signs. I figured a Warbler sighting would ice the cake! I knew to expect Red-Winged Blackbirds, Bald Eagles, Great Blue Herons, a variety of sea birds, sparrows, finches and so on, but there was also a good chance of spotting a Yellow or Wilson's Warbler if I kept my eyes peeled.
The planked portion of the trail stopped at the end of the forest and turned into a gravel path which cut across the estuary for half a mile. There, the boardwalk began again and continued for a mile across the tide flat. The tide was out, so I got to see a Heron and a collection of Seagulls browsing for sandworms, barnacles and other "seafood" treats. When I reached the observation platform at the end of the boardwalk, several women were watching Bald Eagles in the distance. They left when the Eagles flew, and I turned my attention to another wildflower. The bottom image shows Puget Sound Gumweed (Grindelia integrifolia).
On the way back along the boardwalk, I sighted my Warbler sitting near the top of a scrubby dead tree in the tide flat. As I maneuvered into the proper position for the light, two CROWS flew over and settled just below if, one on a branch on the left and the other to the Warbler's right. Warbler was having none of that, and took off before I could get zoomed in far enough to check for a black patch on its head. I'll never know what type of bird it was, because two of my best friends decided to play a little joke on me. I couldn't help but laugh, and gently scolded them for being a couple of stinkers. And never fear, I will be returning to this beautiful place in other seasons. I can tell there are many wonderful birdwatching opportunities for someone whose Life List is rather short on "beachy" species.
Monday, August 27, 2012
Twinflower Triplet
The Twinflowers are mostly gone now, and I've been lamenting the fact that I failed to get a photo of them in their prime. As I was walking up the Eagle Peak trail today, I happened to notice one which still looked fairly fresh. As I knelt down, I could see I'd gotten a bonus: my Twin was triplets!
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Sky Fire
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Gazania Sunshine And Friend
Friday, August 24, 2012
Frog-O-Rama
Now it must be said that I never go anywhere without the camera around my neck, quite literally. Riding the bike, it is slung over one shoulder, jouncing along on my hip bone every time I hit a rough spot in the pavement. It's a small price to pay to have it at the ready when a sneaky Scrub Jay or elusive butterfly flits past, and of course it means that I don't have to unpack it when I choose to stop somewhere for a minute.
The Foothills Trail passes through a wetland area for a mile or more as you head southeast from Orting toward South Prairie. For the most part, this area consists of boggy places overgrown with invasive Japanese Knotweed, but as you get closer to South Prairie, there is a nice little pull-out with two picnic tables, an elevated "campfire" grill, an interpretive sign and a lovely (if narrow) view of a marsh. I always stop at that point, hoping for frog or dragonfly photos. Today I hit the Frog-O-Rama jackpot!
Those of you who expect the naturalist to launch into Latin at this point are going to suffer a grievous disappointment. Plainly put, I haven't got a clue as to these handsome princes' identities. I would not be surprised to learn that any or all of them may be that nasty invasive species I've heard rumours about, but if so, I think for the moment I'd rather continue on in innocent ignorance. As for the blue faces on some of my subjects, I believe it is a seasonal change of appearance or the beginning of a moult. However, I do not say that with any degree of certainty. Any herpetologist out there who'd like to chime in here is welcome to do so!
Ever enthusiastic to the point of being obnoxious, I invited several other trail riders to pause and join me in frog-watching. When they would say, "I can't see any frogs," I would zoom in on one and let them view it on the flip-screen over my shoulder. More often than not, then they began spotting them unaided. Then the fun began, each of us pointing out new discoveries. What a great way to spend a day off, opening peoples' eyes to the joys of Nature all around them. Oh, wait a minute...that's what I do anyway, isn't it?
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Skinny Girl
You know what I tell them?
Bite me.
The Odd Onion resurfaces in a surrealistic self-portrait which the photographer swears contains no consciously executed abstruse meaning. If the Freudians and Jungians among my readers care to wade in, I am certain the pool is deep with revelations applicable only to themselves.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Gazania Bud
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Boondocks Landscaping
Long-Lost Stubby
Monday, August 20, 2012
Burdock, Arctium Sp.
Be aware of invasives! Do your part to help eradicate them, even if it's only calling your county Weed Control Board or other administrative authority.
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Douglas' Aster, Aster Subspicatus
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Morning Mist Crow
Friday, August 17, 2012
First Cosmos
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Ghost Pipe, Monotropa Uniflora
The east side of the Park is a treasure-trove of mycoheterotrophic species for some reason. I do not believe any studies have been done, nor do I have any hypotheses as to why one creek drainage should have more mycoheterotrophs than another. I do know that some species live in symbiosis with only one fungal component, but I do not know if that holds true for all of them. Ghost Pipe, Pinesap and Candy Stick do appear in other locations throughout the Park, but not so abundantly as they do around Laughingwater Creek.
There is so much yet to learn about the world around us! A few years ago, mycoheterotrophy was misunderstood, and these plants were classified as saprophytes. Now that we better understand the symbiotic relationship they have with certain fungi, a whole new area of research has opened up. Science in action! And I am thrilled to have witnessed the expansion of knowledge surrounding these elegant and rare plants. As I have said to friends, "If I had it to do all over again, I would specialize in mycoheterotrophs." What an amazing family!
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
The Worm Box
A few mishaps along the way reduced the numbers by a small margin; my best friend's cat ate one of the smallest worms and several others went missing during a move. Some were eventually replaced, and although perhaps the colors were different, you could see that the "worm" had been cast in a duplicate mold. More modern additions are resin, plastic or metal; ceramics are difficult to find. The keen-eyed among my readers will spot a few anomalies here: kitties, a few birds, a sheep, but this is the Worm Box, whoever may live in its apartments, and many of its residents are only a few years younger than the one who placed them in their cubbyholes. To this day, I still love caterpillars, and I still have the original worm in a top hat given to me on my first birthday.
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Rudbeckia, Black-Eyed Susan
Monday, August 13, 2012
Raven Necklace
The central green bead represents the Earth. The black tourmaline on the right signifies the darkness in which the First People lived until Raven stole fire from the Sun and gave it to them. The amethyst crystal on the left represents the fire. The smaller birds symbolize all my avian friends, not solely corvids. Raven, with his many faces and shape-changing ability, guards us all.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Country Morning
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Garden Blues
Friday, August 10, 2012
Morning On Alder Lake
This morning, I was on my way to my first day as a Site Steward for the Nisqually Land Trust and drove past this placid scene as I have done hundreds of times before. A quarter mile or so beyond, the beauty of it registered in my mind. Unlike other mornings when the same thought processes have come and gone, today I turned around so that I could share this moment with my friends.
Picnic Chicks
Tomorrow, Mount Rainier National Park's Volunteers are getting together for their annual potluck picnic. I was discussing the fact with Patty, thinking I'd probably make a carrot cake and fancy it up with some cream cheese frosting, a process which is way more work than I normally put into something which is just going to be eaten. Out of the blue, I got an email from Patty with a photo of the most adorable little devilled-egg chicks I'd ever seen. I responded that "those would be fun to take to the picnic" (not really meaning that I wanted to MAKE them, y'see) and the next thing I knew, she'd sent me two more versions. I said to self, "Patty wouldn't send me anything that was TOO hard to make 'cuz she knows I hate to cook. I think I'm gonna do these."
Well, I bought all the bits and pieces...carrots, capers...boiled eggs last night, and at 3:30 this afternoon, I started building chicks. Three hours later, I had twenty-two cute little fellers, each of whom...oh, unthinkable thought!...will be devoured in under a minute.
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Rattlesnake Plantain, Goodyera Oblongifolia
Unlike many other members of the Orchid family, Goodyera oblongifolia prefers a dry environment and seems to thrive in thin, acidic soil. The leaves often appear withered, even when supporting a healthy flower stalk. Look for these fairly common plants in stands of mixed conifers.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Chirper
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Hooded Ladies' Tresses, Spiranthes Romanzoffiana
The name Spiranthes refers to the spiralling nature of the flower head which appears to twist as it rises. The Spiranthes, of which there are several varieties, are members of the Orchid family. Ordinarily, this botanical jewel prefers wet or even boggy areas. Of course, you could say that most of western Washington qualifies as a "wet area" in most months of the year, so perhaps that accounts for why these lovely plants are doing so well.
Making A Better Park For You
At least 90% of the time, the answer I received was an enthusiastic, "Yes!" When the interview was completed, I would add, "Every survey which is returned is helpful to us. By answering the questions, you are helping make the Park a better place...for YOU!"
Today was my third day of visitor surveys. It was at least ten degrees cooler, but still warm enough that I shed the jacket by 9:00 AM. It was also the slowest day of the three (my other two days were on the weekend). In seven hours, I handed out 40 surveys on an "interval" basis, evenly distributed to the occupants of 228 vehicles. My peak day was Saturday when I was working with a partner. Together, we handed out 85 surveys to the occupants of over 2100 cars.
Monday, August 6, 2012
Give Me A Call
I'd like to say I practiced a call before leaving home, but I did not. In the first place, I didn't think to do so. In the second, available sound files tend to be taken from out of region, and although the basic call will be the same, there are dialectic differences (sometimes quite strong) in other areas. Think of English as spoken by a Pacific Northwesterner or a Southerner. Bird language is spoken with the same variations of tone.
I put the bird call around my neck with the camera and walked slowly up the road making a random assortment of squeaks. I must have punched someone's buttons because a female goldfinch popped into a nearby tree and sassed me. Then I heard "rrrr-pip-BEEyur" in the forest and tried to imitate it with the device. The burr at the beginning of the call was impossible for me to create, but after several tries, I could reliably produce the "pip-BEEyur" portion. Spacing it out as naturally as possible, I "chirped" several times over the next five minutes. All of a sudden, I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Immediately, I picked up the camera and zoomed in on the shaded hole in the branches where I'd seen a flutter. Lo and behold, there was one of the Flycatchers I've been trying to ID! I got a quick, poor shot for documentation purposes and then "chirped" again. My little friend popped up onto a branch, looked toward me...and answered the call! In the process of trying to focus on the bird, I allowed sunlight to glint off the lens, causing him to dart back into cover. I "chirped" again a few times, and the curious little fellow again landed on a branch in the open, but not quite in full view.
This process went on for a while, interrupted once by a passing car. Finally, Mr. Flycatcher took up the position you see here. We exchanged calls several times, and now I am happy to say that yes, this is definitely a Willow Flycatcher (Empidonax traillii), based on his call of ""rrrr-pip-BEEyur"" and his not-so-identifiable markings.
Out, Standing In The Field
Although I have many field guides on my shelf, "Roger Tory" (as he is known in my household) is the one I turn to first. He sometimes disagrees with the nomenclature in Sibley's works, and I tend to use the Sibley taxonomy because it is more current, but I only use Sibley's images to reinforce identifications.
Roger Tory Peterson, 1908-1996, was outstanding in his field. So am I, given a comma and a space to qualify the statement.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Root And River
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Is This The Road To The Summit?
Today's best was one I've heard before: "Is this the road to the summit?" It is one of the classics of rangering at Mount Rainier, right up there with "When do the deer turn into elk?"
Thank you, Patty, for breaking the tension of the day. Moose joins the ranks of my favorite stuffies, and will always make me smile.
Friday, August 3, 2012
Pipsissewa, Chimaphila Umbellata
Pipsissewa is found frequently in the mixed conifer forests of the western Cascades and in Mount Rainier National Park. Its pretty drooping flowers have five thick, waxy petals. Its evergreen leaves are leathery and toothed along the margins. Flower stalks seldom rise more than 10-12 inches from the base. This plant is truly a jewel among wildflowers despite its common nature, a favorite among hikers wherever it blooms.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
I'm The Baby, Gotta Love Me
Since I had to go in town anyway today, I swung past Ohop Valley on my way home to check for Warblers. Either they were in hiding or have moved on because I neither saw nor heard them, but the Flycatchers were definitely about, if perhaps not quite "out" in the open. I wish my identification of this little fellow could be substantiated. His call and habits strongly suggest Willow Flycatcher, but in the back of my mind there is that niggling possibility that I've labelled him incorrectly. Time and again, I play the recordings of the different possibilities, closing my eyes so that I can't be influenced by the photos, and each time, it is the Willow Flycatcher's single "Whit!" which makes me say, "That's it. That's the one." But am I 100% positive and without a doubt? No. His tail seems too short...but then Mama shows up and feeds him, and her tail is longer. Her bill is longer as well.
No, I don't think I'll rewrite the dictionary after all. I'll rewrite the field guides instead. Here you see the Western Adorable Flycatcher, Empidonax adorabilis. I can definitely check THAT off on my Life List!
Sundew, Drosera Sp.
All the carnivorous species in my collection have been raised for commercial sale and were purchased from a reputable nursery. These are not...repeat NOT!...wild-collected plants.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Mountainbells, Stenanthium Occidentale
In the process of marvelling at the geologic processes and soil conditions which could cause such a phenomenon, our attention fell on these dark-flowered plants, brought to sudden color by a ray of intermittent sun. Neither of us could recall the name of the flower, so did the sensible thing and photographed it for when we had access to our field guides. A member of the Lily family, Mountainbells grows from a small bulb which is said to be poisonous. The plant is classified as "uncommon," and yet at stream's end in the heart of the campground, they were plentiful. I am pleased to add it to my virtual field guide at 365 Caws.