Yes, we do have okra.
The crop this year has been, ah, underwhelming. But there is some.
-jsq
Yes, we do have okra.
The crop this year has been, ah, underwhelming. But there is some.
-jsq
“It’s stinging me!” screeched Gretchen as she rushed into the house.
Yes, “screeched” is the word she later used to describe the loud noise she made.
As you can see, she then managed to fling this Striped Bark Scorpion off her, but the Centruroides vittatus landed on the sink.
Like the one I stepped on recently, this one hurt like a bee sting, but caused no noticeable damage by the next morning.
The amusing part is that Gretchen did not get this scorpion here at the farm.
She got it in downtown Valdosta.
-jsq
On the truck:
It’s some kind of Mantodea. Probably a native-to-Georgia Carolina Mantis, Stagmomantis carolina. Probably not the larger bird-eating species. These ones eat insects.
Here’s Gretchen observing it. Continue reading
That’ll wake you up.
Right where my index finger went
No scorpions were harmed in the making of this blog post. I ditched that striped bark scorpion (Centruroides vittatus) off the porch rail.
-jsq
Fortunately, when the bee tree snapped off, it broke above the bee hive. So our pollinating native bees are still humming in and out of there. Their exit used to be on the other side of the tree, but they’re using this new entrance now.
I guess they will relocate, but at least they did not get suddenly evicted.
The bee tree was far from the largest of the fourteen big trees down we’ve counted so far. Two more were less than a hundred feet away towards the cypress swamp. Continue reading
Below the longleaf pines, in a thicket: ten turkey eggs. Mama turkey flew up in a tree. Turkeys lay one egg a day, so it took her ten days to deposit those.
The dogs found them. Honeybun made off with another egg in her mouth. Blondie covered the getaway. Continue reading
Found it on my arm at the edge of the woods. Gretchen says it stings. Left it on a bush. What is it?
-jsq
A month of no rain ended mid-June, capped by 3.5 inches July 4th and another 3 inches July 5th, according to the bucket-and-yardstick rain gauge. Our cypress swamp, which had only puddles, is now full and overflowing.
3.5 + 6 inches of rain, cypress swamp
That chair was above the cypress swamp high water mark for this year. Now it’s in the water.
I’m renaming the front driveway Twin Creeks. Most of its flow goes into the swamp. Continue reading
Update 2024-06-10: Yellow Dog’s rosemallow, three years later 2024-06-09
On our daily walk to the field, Yellow Dog encountered the first Swamp Rosemallow of the year, and perhaps the last Treat’s Rain Lily, while the Beautyberry remains in bloom.
Halberd-leaf rosemallow, Yellow Dog
Yellow Dog in the white corn as it tassles.
Yellow Dog would follow me every morning as I hoed the corn. Continue reading