…or, view from the feeder.
Visited the remains of the famous Territorial Oak as they now lie at the City garage, ultimately to become part of an Arb playground. One big slice will also become the backing of the Arb “Recognition Tree.”
Tons of carbon sequestered in this little sprout.
Overnight rain, mist and drizzle all day, thunderstorm this afternoon.
Non-native crab apple, thus not a source of food for any native critters
Some streets flooded, but that could be a result of leaves blocking drains.
Above, evidence that the yard crew, in spite of the moisture, attended to Vi/Anna’s yard. Leaves know no boundaries, but workers do.
APT, near Spring Green.
Beautiful location, beautiful theater, good script, and fine acting. But, not being a great fan of live drama, I felt stuck in a bit of slow motion and was ready to join a standing ovation right about half time. Play was called “Proof.”
There are benefits to broadforking a garden. But having only a narrow fork, the chore has been divvied up over a number of days.
Amazing the number of roots and rootlets that manage to creep under the fence to grab nutrients theoretically allocated to food crops.
…of a cow—and it’s only 5:30.
Light south wind, mostly cloudy, cool. Some Arboretum work. ArbAtStarin.org.
But a good Bloody Mary at Chuck’s in Fontana.
…from behind some of our bushes to alongside the wall in Vi and Anna’s yard.
Dim kind of a day.
…snapped. Nice day with mostly sun, in the mid-fifties. Here are a few shots by friend Barry of the 10/30 schools field trip.
…and squash soup for dinner. Who could ask for anything more?
…in the form of snow and wind. Have to be brave to be out and about on a night like this.
Thirty-four degrees, And Mimi spent four hours outside welcoming all and sundry.
Fifty-five students from high and middle school over to the Arboretum for a little phenology and then an arborized treasure hunt. Very cold, but with little wind and lots of sun, not too bad. Seemingly, everyone had fun and possibly learned something too.
…from the flowing well (the foundation of great coffee), and then a little walk in the state forest amidst a few flakes (of snow).
…even here in southern Wisconsin. Mulch leaves, drain hoses, fill the bird feeder, and, of course, clear the gutters.
If memory serves, my first blog post had gutter cleaning as its subject, eleven years ago. And now, just as then, clearing, for some reason, only occurs when the sodden mess is nearly frozen, and therefore rather hard on the hands.
…after another warm and damp day.
Could there be snow in the forecast?
Nice bit of moisture. Good for the land.
…on a cooler, cloudy, damp day.
All the leaves cling tight
As the raging storm subsides.
Tomorrow, yellow rain.
—jbn
Hot. Windy. About three quarters of the leaves down from the big birch out front. Too dense and thick a mat to just mow. So today a first pass—mow, rake, compost. And tomorrow, there’ll be little trace of the effort.
…on the way. Twisty wind, with the occasional clump of rain cloud racing by.
A couple dozen tree cookies made up from pruned oak branch—in prep for next week’s school field trip.
Beautiful day outdoors, although the volleyball was indoors. Pretty exciting.
…giving way to leaden skies and a blustery, cold north wind.
Morning perfect for fly tying and dog trimming.