Blondie picked up this box turtle. She hadn’t harmed it.
Gretchen took the dogs elsewhere. I put the Terrapene Carolina back in the grass by the field. Continue reading
Blondie picked up this box turtle. She hadn’t harmed it.
Gretchen took the dogs elsewhere. I put the Terrapene Carolina back in the grass by the field. Continue reading
Down the Not A Driveway, over and under the Hurricane Helene deadfalls, following the dog pack, lies an acre of wild azaleas, plus wild blueberries.
Blondie, Honeybun, Sky, River, over the deadfall into the wild azaleas
Some of these Rhododendron canescens are already blooming. Many more are just budding.
Wild azaleas, pine deadfall, and dog on Not A Driveway
Wild azaleas and loblolly pine cones
Wild azalea beneath oak deadfall
Closeup wild azalea beneath oak deadfall
“Here Spring was already busy about them: fronds pierced moss and mould,
… small flowers were opening in the turf, birds were
singing. Ithilien, the garden of Gondor now desolate kept still a dishevelled dryad loveliness.”
—Of Herbs and Stewed Rabbit, The Two Towers, JRR Tolkien
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A few days before, Gretchen whacked off the tops of these banana plants with a machete. She says this is necessary after they freeze in the winter.
That leaf measured a foot of growth.
River and Blondie assisted. -jsq
I almost stepped on it, and the dogs never saw it.
All four dogs walked right by this harmless (to dogs and humans) eastern garter snake, Thamnophis sirtalis sirtalis.
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This is one tree in two locations.
Driveway and garden LeConte Pear Tree
It’s a LeConte pear, introduced to Georgia in 1856 John Eatton LeConte. He was the uncle of my second cousins thrice removed Professors John and Louis LeConte. Continue reading
Hurricane Helene, or maybe the ice storm after, broke off a woods spigot.
It was a little more complicated to fix than expected.
Pipe pieces and fixed plumbing
I got a replacement part and cut below the break. Continue reading
Cold enough the dogs did not want to go into the cypress swamp, after the January 22, 2025, sleet and snow storm.
Gretchen pokes it with a stick as Blondie, River, and Sky stay high and dry
Honeybun did not even come down to the frozen water’s edge. River, Sky, and Blondie stayed out of the water. Continue reading
After half an hour bushwhacking to get to the pond for the first time since Hurricane Helene, on New Years Day the dogs and I discovered something in a pine tree.
Something in that tree, says Honeybun
She said she meant to be there. Continue reading