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Great weather has inundated Central Texas. It is far too pretty out there to be interested in The Great Indoors. One of the on-going projects is painting the parts to the new bee boxes, aka hives. We are approaching a good time for managing the hive populations. Among the population management tools is, "Splitting the hives" which are crowded from over-population. It be the new hives that I have been painting parts for.
Well....
In between other Spring Intrigues, of course. I think my favorite is watching the wild birds hunting for their nests. Like watching the fresh graduates at a job fair...
What's your favorite Spring Intrigue?
Well....
In between other Spring Intrigues, of course. I think my favorite is watching the wild birds hunting for their nests. Like watching the fresh graduates at a job fair...
What's your favorite Spring Intrigue?
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And in the woods, I love to watch ferns uncurl. We can't eat the fiddleheads down here, but back home? Yummy! I also hunt wild asparagus (does grow in patches) and delicate new wild edibles like lamb's quarter, mint, etc.
I also love to watch for where the foxes have their den. It's so cute when the kits come out and join the forest life. I watch from afar. Just fascinating.
I also love watching the annual fight for which bird gets to nest in the holly bush out front. It's a plush gig for a bird. Good cover, decent height, access to food and a birdbath (mine).... and no cat in the area has yet penetrated the bush's defenses.
Oooh, and soon it'll be mating season for the carpenter and masonry bees who invade next door. They *never* plug th eold holes right, so every year, we get five-six nests over there, and the males do the diving bomber dance of competition and defense.
I love spring, can ya tell!
http://www.wildflower.org/plants/result.php?id_plant=VESE
I have been calling it, "Chickbit" because it always follows the henbit. All the local pros I have asked call it, "weed." 'Tis good to have a botanical name for it.
Yup, watching all the plants bloom and/or come up is definitely intriguing.
Just back from a walk and we saw the first periwinkle blooms (it grows wild and domestic here).
There are no weeds in my world, only plants whose benefits aren't yet known. (One exception being ivy. I live in a brick house. Ivy and brick. Bad bad bad.)
Hmmmm.... can't wait for wild berry blossoms!
I love letting my cleaver mature without cutting it. Watching weed warrior reactions to it is part of the fun, but more importantly, all that dramatic height mushes down to a liquid fertilizer that leaves almost no bio-waste.
Yeah,w eed warriors are funny. They plant that crazy golf course grass that dies if you look at it funny, takes tons of water, blah...
Our chickens lay way more eggs--one hen we named after Harry Potter's friend Hermonie (the clevest witch of her generation) who escapes and returns to the hen yard at will, has started a secret nest on the hillside....
The air seems to glitter with pollen, like fairy dust--luckily no allergies in my family, our live oaks have bloomed....
I miss the fox we would see when we lived east coast near a marsh....
Space Pony, Wanna trade some hives for some chickens? We expect a 5 to 8 hive increase this spring and are not quite sure what to do with them. On the other hand, hubs got 6 red chickens for his birthday in December. We lost three of them. The other three only recently started laying, but we are still only getting one egg a day. The three hens seem to be taking turns laying that one egg.
What's my favorite Spring thing? Having those first warms breezes on skin and through hair. After the kinds of winters we have where I live in the mountains, those are de---eee---licious.
Anyway, a lto of the dandelion flavor depends upon habitat. the wilder the field in which it's gathered, and the earlier in the year the greens are collected. (Flowers aren't so fussy when making wine, not that I drink, but my grandmas both made dandelion wine.)
I prefer my dandelions to grow where clover, sorrel, wild oats grow. Back home, the ground water was on the hard side. Here, not so much. That may influence things too. We were no-pesticide users on the farm, as well. Can't grow good food in contaminated soil. (That's the polite version of the adage my Polish grandpa used, lol.)
Sorry, I get nutty about this stuff sometimes. Basically, look at the habitat of the dandelion and what else is there. Dandelions can grow any dang place, but what else grows there can tell you about the soil, its potential for being contaminated, etc. Happy soil makes for a bit less bitter dandy-leaves.
OK, shutting up now. Sorry!