Nature Friday ~ August 23, 2024

Elsa on sofa

Happy Friday, sports fans. After yesterday’s August Friends post featuring Wilson and his Wagon, I’m going to let him do today’s edition of Nature Friday…with a bit of supervising just to make sure he’s doing it right. That whole support your brother thing was exhausting. As always, we’re joining our friends Rosy and Sunny from Adventures of the LLB Gang. Be sure to click on the link to see what everyone else has posted.

Wilson:
Thanks again for everyone’s kind, sweet comments to yesterday’s August Friends post. We are so touched by your sweet notes and are particularly grateful to Ann for her awesome artwork. Didn’t she do a fabulous job? So let’s get started, shall we?Elsa:  💤 💤 💤 Huh, wha…? Did I miss something?Wilson: Nope, just setting up today’s slices of nature from around our neighborhood. It’s been an interesting week of ‘this and that.’Elsa: Ok, well chop, chop, House Pony. I got some serious catching up on my 💤 ‘sWilson: Righto. Well, on to it then. So Mum’s been saying for a while that we’ve been overrun by grasshoppers this summer. They have become quite the issue in Colorado and particularly down south where my Grandpa lives. Here is another factor that’s likely being impacted by climate change. According to Colorado State University Extension horticulture expert and entomologist Karim Gharbi, it’s because warmer days began earlier in spring, grasshoppers came out of dormancy sooner which likely means they’ll hibernate later in the season as colder temps will probably be delayed, providing them more opportunities to mow down plants throughout Front Range gardens.

Grasshopper
Ugly little bastards

Wilson: {continuing} These bloody things are everywhere and have caused nearly a 40% loss on farmer’s crops around Pueblo. As if squirrels weren’t bad enough noshing on Mum’s tomatoes, now we have to battle these bloody creatures with insatiable appetites. Grrrr.

Elsa: They constantly startle me when I go outside for potty breaks by jumping in front of me. Mom keeps encouraging me to “git it, Elsa” but no way Jose…I ain’t eating that foul thing. I refuse to even try.

Wilson: Me neither. I prefer wasp protein.

Elsa: {eye rolling} Oy, you’re just begging for a trip to the vet’s office aren’t you?

Wilson: Well, at least they appear to be easier prey than squirrels.

Elsa: You’re supposed to leave both of them alone, you bonehead! {smacking a paw to her forehead} Good grief, why in the world did I get this moron for a brother is beyond me.

Wilson: {disregarding the admonishment} Ahem…moving along. Speaking of vets, Mum found a couple of murals that were freshly painted on the building that’s going to house at a new local veterinary location that’s scheduled to open soon. We like our current vet but this one would be closer to our house and could be a good alternative on those days when the vet’s office is closed. Being a solo practicing vet, he began closing the office on Tuesdays during COVID so this could be a potential backup if necessary. Anyway, Mum was impressed with the artistry and the details on the murals.

Mural Mural

Elsa: Nice! It’s rare these days to find a local independent vet not owned by a big corporate practice group.

Wilson: That’s exactly what Mom said. So, we’ve had some gorgeous sunrises this week. Mum always oohs and ahhs which means she’ll pull out her cellphone to take a picture just as we’re getting started on our walk. I need to remind her gently that “we’re walking and not photographing” but I don’t have the heart when she clearly loves early morning scenes like this. I will say it was a beautiful morning even if I had to wait to get rolling.

Sunrise

Elsa: I’ve begun to notice teeny tiny signs that we’re excited about seeing…little spots of leaves transitioning toward autumn, which, for the record, is just a month away. Hallelujah! It can’t arrive too soon in our books.

Changing leaves

Wilson: That could be heat stress (lots of trees are suffering right now) but Mum thought this strip is watered often so maybe it is a sign that autumn is coming soon. Paws crossed. Moderate temperatures and that beautiful golden light will be so welcomed.

Elsa:  I’ve noticed the Plumbago has been blooming profusely as have the Blue Mist Spirea around the Ranch. Bees really like these plants. Soon the Plumbago leaves will start to turn a beautiful shade of mahogany ushering in autumn.

Plumbago
Plumbago
Blue Mist Spirea
Blue Mist Spirea

Wilson: Bees? {smacking his lips}…

Elsa: Down bucko. Leave them alone; stand back and admire them as they pollinate work.

Wilson: Well alright. But I’d prefer to see them up close and personal. Mum was walking around the neighborhood and came across this beautiful Western Tiger Swallowtail butterfly, noshing on tasty, nectar filled phlox. He seemed shy as he kept turning away from Mum’s camera but must have been super hungry since he didn’t fly away for several minutes. Mum was so captivated at his beauty.

Swallowtail butterfly

Elsa: Ooh, that was one handsome creature. Well buddy, thanks for sharing some halfway decent pics this week. Whatever you do this weekend, we hope you find time to find joy and beautiful images in Nature. We have no specific plans but just hope to kick back and relax. Have a great weekend!

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Nature Friday ~ August 16, 2024

Elsa in the PlumbagoWelcome to Friday where we share small slices of Nature, urban style with our friends, Rosy and Sunny from Adventures of the LLB Gang. Be sure to click the link to see what else was shared. Elsa here, so let’s get right to it, shall we?

Elsa: {whispering} Hey everyone, thought I’d start before the Kraken wakes up. This week…

Wilson: Huh, wha…who goes there?

Elsa: Dang it, I was this close to setting the tempo for this show and now I’ll have to share the spotlight with the land hippo. Sigh.

Wilson: {stretching} Yawn…top o’the morning, mate. You starting without me?

Elsa: What, me? Nah…erm…you know me…I was just getting things ready so we can share some stuff together.

Wilson: Uh-huh. Ok, for a moment I thought maybe you were going to start without me. Well let’s get this train moving, shall we?

Elsa: Yeah, whatever. This week was pretty doggone decent as far as temperatures go but from what I understand, Mother Nature has decided enough of being nice and has decided to go back into pizza oven mode. Ugh. We even received a couple of small showers which were so very welcomed but I guess that ship has sailed.

Wilson: Well you have to admit nature sure made things look good. The veggie gardens are bursting with some yummy looking produce. What’s this gigantic thing called? It just seemed to pop up overnight.

Pumpkin

Elsa: That my friend is a called a jack-o’-lantern pumpkin. Humans will carve it up into a scary face for Halloween, which for those of you who love that holiday, is just 76 days away.

Wilson: You don’t say, mate? So I guess that means there’ll be kids ringing the doorbell and being offered treats? I love those kinds of days.

Elsa: {eyes rolling} There you go again…thinking with your 27 stomachs. Dude you gotta get a hobby or something and stop thinking about food all the time. Besides, candy is what will be dished out to kiddos and that’s forbidden for us dogs.

Wilson: Crikey…Mum sure like to torture us dogs with all the treats that we can’t have.

Elsa: Meh…Mom is just trying to keep us healthy. We just need someone to watch her. Since she started learning how to decorate cakes, she’s been doing a bit too much ‘quality control’ if you know what I mean.

Wilson:  She told me she just wanted to make sure that last batch of cupcakes was suitable to serve the family when they came for a visit. You know…pretty AND tasty. I kind of suspected something was not quite kosher.

Elsa: She tries, really she does but it’s hard to give up sweets. Maybe I should tell her Lent has been extended. She always gives sweets up for Lent. {pondering} I wonder if she’ll buy it?

Wilson: Probably not, She’s pretty clever. What she needs is to keep extra busy. I’ll see if I can convince her to take me out in public so I can get used to crowds for when I make my debut at the new hospital later this month-I do hope I do well.

Elsa: Time will tell, dude. What else you got from the veggie garden. I heard she saw an artichoke plant in bloom. It’s not yet ready to be eaten but no doubt after the next few days of sunny, hot conditions, will get there quickly. It’s actually kind of pretty.

Artichoke

Wilson: Mum was pretty excited to see it at her son’s veggie plot where things were ripening all over the place.  Some people think artichokes are a veggie but they’re actually the bud of a large thistle, before it blooms. When you cut an artichoke in half you’ll can see the thistle part inside. Here’s the anatomy of one cut in half.

Artichoke anatomy
Photo Courtesy of Favorite Family Recipes

Wilson: The outer petals are hard and somewhat tough but edible when you strip off the meaty part from the petal. The inner petals aren’t as tough and can be cut up and served with the heart. Then you get to the thistle part (the ‘choke’) which is inedible and is discarded. Then you reach the heart, where all the tasty goodness lies.The stem is also edible but is kind of stringy like celery.

Elsa: Seems like a lot of work when you can just buy them in a jar but I know how people can be.

Wilson: Well there is a lot of satisfaction in growing your own food so I get it. Sometimes it just tastes better. I know Mum feels that way about her tomatoes. This week she put up a couple of jars of sun dried tomatoes to enjoy over the winter. She never buys tomatoes in the winter-she says they always taste like cardboard so she’s looking forward to using them in pasta dishes once the weather turns cool. It will turn cool, right?

Elsa: Your guess is as good as mine but I think so. It’s a El Nińo year and is supposed to be colder but with the crazy way the weather has been, I wouldn’t be surprised with anything that happens. It’s best just to roll with the punches and do the best we can.

Wilson: You’re so right. Approach each day like us dogs and you’ll be a whole lot happier. Kind of like these guys from Mount Saint Vincent Behavioral Health facility that Mum walks past frequently. She thought the zinnias surrounding the statutes added to the joy of the scene.

Statutes

Elsa: The first time I walked past those guys, I wasn’t sure what to make of them but realized real quick they weren’t going to bother me.

Wilson: Well I hope you know I’d protect you if anyone tried to bother you.

Elsa: Pfft. I’m a Ninja…I can take care of myself but appreciate your willingness. Maybe you’re not such a…what do you call it…bloke?

Wilson: You can always count on me-just say the word and I’ll be there Johnny-on-the-spot.

Elsa: Thanks, House Pony. Appreciate that. So what else you find around the ‘Hood? Anything unusual?

Wilson: Well, we all know Mum loves sunflowers but she goes completely mental whenever she sees the bronze or red ones. This one is near a busy street we were going to cross before traffic ramped up so I was prepared to hustle across but then she stops, turns around and says “I HAVE to have a photo of that sunflower!”

Sunflower

Elsa: I can see why. It’s quite pretty. Bet the birds are enjoying it too.

Wilson: Oh yes, indeed they were. Much like the hummingbirds enjoy this trumpet vine which has been in full glory lately. Between the ‘hummers, assorted bees, flies, and ants, they all seem to enjoy feeding on the nectar of these vigorous plants. You can’t help but wonder if all the nectar isn’t completely drained before the summer is over.

Trumpet vine

Elsa: It does make wonder if there’s enough to go around. But like all good things, including this post, things have to come to an end. Because it’s going to be so bloody hot, we plan to stay close to home this weekend. How about you? Whatever you plan, we hope it’s enjoyable with a bit of nature to take in as well. Stay safe, stay hydrated.

Wilson: Righto, friends. Make it a great weekend.

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Nature Friday ~ August 9, 2024

ElsaGreetings sports fans, Elsa here. Welcome to the latest edition of Nature Friday where we’re joining our hosts, Rosy and Sunny from Adventures of the LLB Gang. Be sure to click on their link to see what others have shared. First off, the heat of the past 87 years finally broke, and we’re experiencing some  very lovely temperatures and, get this…even had a little spot of wet stuff yesterday evening. Whoa…I almost had forgotten what that felt like. Anyway, let’s get started. It’s been a very busy week for the Mom-ster and she wasn’t able to get too many photos taken but the House Pony will share what we managed to see.

Wilson: Top of the mornin’ to you, little sister. Like you, I’m thrilled with the nice cool temps. When we went for our early morning constitutional, it was a crisp 58ºF (14ºC) this morning and we both were high stepping it along our route. The air was clean and fresh after a little shower last night and everything looked quenched instead of crunchy and brownish. It’s always quite remarkable how even just a small spot of rain can refresh the landscape when supplemental waterings merely keep things alive but never near as verdant as a bit of rain. This year with the heat and lack of early season frost, the fruit crops have done well. Peaches for instance, look quite juicy and sweet. They are most tasty but Mum says dogs cannot eat the stones since they have naturally occurring cyanide and are quite toxic to us dogs. They also could cause a blockage which would require immediate surgery. She’s really paranoid about it since a friend’s sheepdog passed away from eating a peach pit. I say let the bloody squirrels have the pits.

Peaches

Elsa: Not everyone knows that Colorado peaches are some of the best in the country. The best come from Palisade, near Grand Junction. Peach trees in Denver don’t often produce since our early spring can be sketchy for fruit. Palisade’s warm days and cool nights create the perfect climate for bringing out those delicious flavors with larger-sized fruits than those grown elsewhere.

Peaches can be tricky to grow, the crop in Denver doesn’t always produce fruit every year, especially when there are dry conditions or a late frost but when they do, oh my…talk about luscious snacks and scrumptious desserts.

A note of caution to consumers, if you don’t see the ‘Colorado Proud’ sign, you should realize they are not ‘Palisade peaches’ which are known to be extra juicy and extra sweet, thanks to the long sunny days and cool summer nights, which help all those delicious fruity sugars develop. A brief history of Palisade peaches starts with John Harlow. After the local Ute tribe was forcibly removed from their ancestral home on the Western Slope in 1881, settlers began developing the town of Palisade. Farmers discovered the soil was rich and nutrient-filled and perfect for vegetables and grains. But water was in short supply. John Harlow, who along with his wife, planted some of the area’s earliest peach trees in 1882 and spearheaded a canal project to divert water from the Colorado River to irrigate the region, and though it took years for his project to come to fruition, it worked. Palisade peaches are shipped throughout the lower 48 states.

Wilson: On of the many squirrels I encounter on my walks knocked one down near me so I grabbed it and tried to carry it with us but Mum made me drop it. Walks are for walking and sniffing, she reminded me so I dropped it like a good boy and then we had a great walk.

Elsa: So Mom has this thing about Cooper’s Hawks and the mated pair that live in the Silver Maple across the street in our neighbor’s backyard have been flying around the neighborhood. She hears them every morning and tries to call them with the lamest version of their shrill whistle. They must be dumb birds because they respond to her {eyes rolling}. I swear, it’s stuff like that which makes me embarrassed. I know she means well, but…behavior like that jeopardizes my cred as a fierce Ninja on the streets. She’s so fascinated by them but you’d think she’d carry her big camera with her more often so as to capture them much better.

Cooper's Hawk

Wilson: I for one was gobsmacked when it flew over our heads. I can see why she is so mesmerized by their presence and the fact that they ‘talk’ to her every morning is pretty posh in my books.

Elsa: You see what I have to put up with? Good grief.

Wilson: Not to be out done by the peaches, we’ve managed to find a few nice grape vines as well. They’re well on their way to being fully ripe, but again, these guys are on the “no eat” list. Sheesh, here I am wasting away and all Mum finds are fruit and plants that I’m not supposed to eat. What’s a poor starving dog supposed to do?

Grapes

Elsa: Oh for crying out loud, stop thinking with your stomach! Is this just a boy thing or is this something all sheepdogs are prone to do?

Wilson: Well if history is correct, we were left with the sheep in the highlands and ate what they ate. Some of us are omnivores. And before you start poo-pooing that, I understand you think wool socks are a food group, so don’t get high and mighty on me, Ninja.

Elsa: {clearing her throat} Ahem…moving along with other flowers and plants…what else you got?

Wilson: {chuckling under his breath} I thought so. Well we managed to find a beautiful specimen of butterfly weed. It’s bright orange blooms could be seen for quite a distance. No wonder butterflies hang out on it. With it’s bushy shape, orange flower color, and interesting seedpod, this xeriscape plant makes a wonderful addition to landscapes in our area. While not native to Colorado, it is a good food source for native insects and butterflies and is a great addition for attracting pollinators.  After blooming, seedpods will form and split open in fall releasing showy, silky seeds.

Flowers, Butterfly week

Elsa: Nice color, House Pony.

Wilson: Thanks, Mum says it ‘screams’ its presence to butterflies in the garden and she’s hoping the volunteer will naturalize and bloom again next year.

Elsa: Maybe it’ll end up like the lupine {chuckling under her breath}. Probably good to keep a watchful eye on it but I think Mom learned her lesson with the lupines.

Wilson: When we were out and about recently, we came across this little beauty that Mum had to photograph. It was near the giraffe that I wanted to see up close but Mum warned me it’s guarded by a rather inhospitable chap of a dog so she took a quick pic and we left. Commonly known as moon carrot, Sesli gummiferum, and is easy to grow with its silvery-blue and lacy foliage. It’s a biennial that remains a basal rosette the first year and then grows a thick flower stalk in the second year that bears many pale pink flowers which are clustered in large, flat umbels. The blooms are continuous from midsummer through fall and grows in either full sun or part shade, isn’t fussy about the soil and adapts to moderate or low watering regimes. Because it’s a biennial; two years completes its life cycle so any future generations need to be assured with seeds, then Mother Nature is bound to do the rest.

Moon carrot

Elsa: Oooh, pretty. And speaking of pretty, I heard you found a rather unusual rose.

Wilson: We did. This one is special for Rosy. I think she’ll appreciate it.

Flowers, Rose

Elsa: I’m sure she will, big guy. That’s very thoughtful of you. Well that about does it for us this weekend. We hope you have a fabulous weekend. To all our friends on the East Coast, please stay safe as Hurricane (now tropical cyclone) Debby moves through your region. We’re thinking of you and hoping you are dry and well. Have a great weekend.

Wilson: Yes, what she said. ⬆️ Cheerio, mates.

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Nature Friday ~ August 2, 2024

Hello mates, Wilson here. Today is the first Friday of August. There are 51 days until the official arrival of autumn and for those of you who enjoy Halloween, 90 days until the fun day. As always, we’re joining those cute little guys over at Adventures of the LLB Gang. So let’s get right to it, shall we?

Elsa: Hey…what are you doing?

Wilson: Mum asked me if I’d host today since she and I took the pictures last Sunday after you had your walk.

Elsa: Oh yeah, right. Ok, Knock yourself out…I’m going back to sleep. You realize it’s still dark outside right now?

Wilson: Righto…but it needs to get done before it gets too hot and there are a bunch of photos which will take some time to load and make ready. Mum has had a busy week and wasn’t able until today to start working on today’s post. I doubt I’ll be able to get it done before we need to leave for our early morning walk-about but am trying to get started. Wish me luck!

Elsa:  💤 💤💤

Wilson: Umm, looks like she was serious about going back to sleep. Oh well. Let’s get started. Last weekend was the annual Dragon Boat Races. We were busy on Saturday and missed the opening which I understand is a big deal with the event being a huge celebration of Asian culture but we decided to check it out on Sunday morning. I must say, I’ve never seen anything quite like it back in Missouri but being devoted to my Mum, I thought, why not. We arrived as the teams were setting up their tents and stretching to get ready for the race. There weren’t many visitors yet which suited Mum just fine. This event draws over 150,000 visitors over the course of a weekend and it gets pretty congested with people, pets, strollers, etc. The northeast entrance to Sloan’s Lake looked quite promising to my stomach with several food trucks greeting us. I wanted to get a closer look but Mum was didn’t want to dally and kept me moving along. The water stations were ready for {yet} another hot day with sunny conditions so we decided to check out the teams and the rest of the festival.

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Wilson:  We found the team assembly area and it was abuzz. We wandered around watching people stretch, meet for strategy sessions and pep talks and the taking of their team photos. Mum thought the teams were more numerous and bigger this year.

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Wilson: Mum giggled about the team name “Blazing Paddles.” Sometimes I don’t understand her sense of humor but Elsa assured me it was ok. I can only rely on her experience for matters like this.

Elsa: Wha…yawn…did you call me? Is it time for us to go on our walk now?

Wilson: Crikey…I actually am beginning to see a spot of sunlight so right, we best start out. I’ll finish this when I get back.

Wilson: Well, we’re back and I’ll try to get this wrapped up now. As you can tell, it was a bright clear day. The recent weather conditions have contributed to a city wide advisory about blue algae blooms on all lakes. It’s was so bad at Sloan’s Lake, there was even a fish die off.

Elsa: Boy I bet all those million dollar homes surrounding the lake were pretty cheesed off with the smell of rotting fish in the area.

Wilson: Well, can you blame them?

Sloan's Lake

Wilson: Mum wouldn’t let me get near the lake to check things out more closely. Even the cattails were out of bounds. A poor bloke can’t even get a sniff, eh, Mum?

Elsa: Yo House Pony, Mom is just keeping your best interests at heart. Be grateful. You do not want the digestive issues that come from being in contact with that stuff!

Wilson: This year the dock the teams use to get into their boats was segregated from visitors. We couldn’t get very close to inspect the boats.

Dragon Boat Races

Wilson: After a bit of strategic positioning, Mum was able to capture this view but that was as close as it got.

Dragon Boat Races

Elsa: It bears repeating for the umpteenth time, Mom needs to bring her big camera with her for stuff like that.

Wilson: Now that’s ironic, she said the exact same thing! But carrying it and keeping me from squirrel hunting tends to make her rethink that so we’ll see the next time.

Elsa: I’m just saying…

Wilson: Since we couldn’t get close enough to easily see the start of the first race, we decided to head down toward the finish line. Before we got there, we went toward the boat launch to see that view. Not great, but I did get to see a Cormorant bird take off from the launch.

Sloan's Lake

Elsa: Mom calls those guys the aerial submarines of Sloan’s Lake since they dive into the lake to feed and come up yards away. Hope the birds of Sloan’s Lake aren’t impacted by the algae and fish die-off.

Wilson: Me too. I like watching them fly over the lake. Well here’s the winner of the first heat grabbing the flag. Mum is always amazed how they manage to scramble up to the head of the dragon and extend their body to grab the finish flag first.

Dragon Boat Races

Elsa: Can’t help but wonder if anyone falls in while reaching?

Wilson: Wait…what? Why in the world would you even contemplate something like that?

Elsa: Hey, it happens!

Wilson: {dubiously shaking his head} I think, dear sister, you are slightly demented.

Elsa: Hey it’s a reasonable thought. Don’t get all sanctimonious on me Land Hippo!

Wilson: {ignoring the pejorative} Mum learned the theme for this year apparently was the Year of the Wooden Dragon. There was a contest for artists to submit their best depiction. This year’s winner was a student from Rocky Mountain College of Art & Design, Markiey Fantonial. Formerly a premed student, Markiey couldn’t resist the call to satisfy his creative spirit. From his bio at the Colorado Dragon Boat Festival website,  Mum found this explanation: “His vision for the contest was a fusion of diverse influences, weaving together the intricate beauty of Asian art, using the iconic imagery of Hokusai’s “Great Wave,” the vibrant energy of anime, and the nostalgic essence of his childhood memories. Each stroke of his design reflects a tapestry of cultural resonance and personal expression, drawing viewers into a world where tradition meets innovation, and imagination knows no bounds.” Pretty striking, huh?

Dragon Boat Races

Wilson: As we left the park, we came across the Wooden Boat outrigger which Mum really liked but was disappointed the probably uncovered for the opening ceremonies.

Dragon Boat Races

Wilson: We walked past the dragon tunnel and headed back home as temperatures began to soar. Mum would have like to found someone to chat about that outrigger but there wasn’t anyone nearby.

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Elsa: Whoa, that’s pretty cool. Thanks, House Pony. You ‘done good’ this week and I appreciate the extra beauty sleep. Before we go, I want to ask everyone to keep all those working the wildfire lines around Denver in their thoughts and prayers. You may have heard in the national news that Sunday was the last day we had clear skies as 4 fires broke out beginning on Monday. With hot, dry temperatures, gusty wind conditions and in some cases, steep terrain, those fires quickly expanded to include thousands of acres with the air quality in the metro area reached very unhealthy levels affecting everyone, not just conditions. The fire southwest of Denver is in an area where rattlesnakes have complicated efforts by keeping boots off the ground. They’re only able to use air tankers and helicopters to fight that one. Overall, one person has perished, a couple of firefighters were injured and numerous structures have been destroyed. Please send positive thoughts for all first responders as they work to contain these fires as Colorado burns. Have a good weekend and keep in mind that nature is quite cranky with us these days.

Pray for Colorado

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Nature Friday ~ July 26, 2024

Welcome to the latest edition of Nature Friday where we join our friends, Rosy and Sunny from Adventures of the LLB Gang. Elsa here. Another hot week is in the books and an even hotter one is forecast for next week. It is compounded with some of the worst air quality in the entire country. Denver continues to be plagued with ozone issues and now wildfire smoke coming from Canada and the Pacific Northwest has arrived. On Tuesday, the Swiss company IQAir who tracks air quality, rated Denver the worst in the country and was rated 9th worst in the world. With 40+% humidity and somewhat cloudy conditions, our walks stop being fun. Normally the humidity hovers in the very low teens so this definitely feels muggy to us.

Wilson:  Exactly. As I walk three times farther than you do, I huff and puff like a bloody steam engine. Even potty breaks throughout the day are short to say the least.

Elsa:  It’s miserable for all of us. Normally the early morning air is clean and fresh but we know isn’t because Mom coughs almost the entire walk even before she checks for air quality alerts that now last all pretty much all day long.

Wilson: It’s enough to make a chap stay indoors, I tell you. But let’s share what we saw just this morning, shall we?

Elsa: I’m game. What ‘cha got?

Wilson: Well I’m still getting used to the botany around here. I have to inspect some things very closely.

Flowers - Coleus

Elsa: Umm, I think you photobombed Mom.

Wilson: Ah…well, how’s this frame showing off that beautiful Coleus and those lovely Dahlias?

Flowers - Coleus

Elsa: Oh yes, that’s much better. That planter has a lot of pretties in it. And besides, no one wants to see your big fat jughead in a planter.

Wilson: {miffed} Well, I had to check it up close and personal and can tell you that I was quite mesmerized by all that color. Nearby I found a nice patch of orange coneflower, also known as Rudbeckia that was located within some other plants. Guess Mum realized she probably needs to hold me close to her so I don’t investigate too closely.

Flowers - Rudbeckia

Elsa: Well just realize it’s good practice for you to stay close for when you go visit folks at hospital. They can’t have your large tuchus sashaying all over the hallways.

Wilson: Oh dear, I never thought about it like that. I’ll make a note since I certainly don’t want to get Mum in trouble because I’m investigating the world around me and will try to stay more focused.

Elsa: You say that now, but I know when a squirrel or bunny comes into view, all bets are off. At least you give the birds a break.

Wilson: Not that there will likely be any birds in hospital but crikey…you ever try to get close to birds? Obviously they don’t want to become friends with a cuddly chap like me anyway.

Elsa: Your size probably intimidates them. I learned a long time ago it’s impossible to try to get close to them. Those wings work hard to stay away from the jaws of death.

Wilson: If you think I’m big, you should see the Irish Wolfhound puppies. Those little buggers are growing like weeds. Check out this little ‘chonker.’ He’s the largest of the litter and will likely be quite a specimen when fully grown. Check out those little pinky paws and that round belly!

Irish Wolfhound puppy

Irish Wolfhound puppy

Elsa: I’ll grant you that he and his siblings are going make you look small by comparison. Mom’s daughter says they’re doing well and gaining weight.

Wilson: They’re sure cute and I’m glad Mum receives regular updates on how they’re doing. And just for the record, the ‘jaws of death’ are reserved just for squirrels. I will say the birds were definitely enjoying all the sunflowers we walk past. They wait until the last second to avoid any encounters with me and Mum while eating the seeds.

Flowers - Sunflowers

Elsa: Everyone seems to like sunflowers. They’re pretty cheery, that’s for sure. I’m also a big fan of hollyhocks. They can grow just about anywhere and it makes you wonder how they manage to thrive in sidewalk cracks.

Flowers - Hollyhocks

Wilson: Right-o! Another beautiful example of brilliant color. Rather like this daylily which I’m particularly fond. They are blooming all over the neighborhood in assorted colors.

Flowers - Daylily

Elsa: Oooh, that is a vivid specimen! I’ll give you points for finding that one. So…you got any critter sightings this week?

Wilson: As a matter of fact, I do. This cat was lounging inside the windowsill and seemed fairly focused on making sure we didn’t linger too long interrupting his bird watching. We walk past that house every day, but have never seen him before. He seems like a fairly big fellow.

Cat

Elsa: Meh…I’m sure I could take him.

Wilson: {gasp} Why on earth would you? He’s minding his own business. Such hostility…what’s up with that?

Elsa: It’s not hostility-I’m a Ninja. It’s just what we do.

Wilson:  I see no reason to cause a bloody ruckus in the neighborhood. Unless we’re talking about squirrels…then you have my wholehearted approval…although I’d prefer if you left the squirrel hunting to me. I’m getting better at anticipating their wily ways. Why just a couple of days ago, I was within a whisker of catching one before he jumped up on to a power pole to escape.

Elsa: Yeah, You startled both me and Mom. Remember the house rule-one mustn’t hurt Mom.

Wilson: Well he startled me, too. And because I know it upsets Mum, I’ll keep that rule in mind. I did however see that African chap you’ve mentioned before. I think he enjoys munching on tree leaves.

Giraffe

Elsa: {eyes rolling} You buffoon…that’s yard art. That giraffe statute isn’t real.

Wilson: It’s not? Hmm…that’s a major disappointment. So little sister…what plans do you have for the weekend?

Elsa: Lots of naps in air-conditioned paradise, Dude. Not much else can be done. Oh and I’ll probably check out some of coverage of the Olympics. But that’s the extent of it.

Wilson: I’ll be right there with you. I rather enjoy watching the telly. Whatever you do, we hope you have a marvelous weekend and hopefully are able to see some of the finer examples of nature’s beauty when and wherever possible. Cheerio!

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Nature Friday ~ July 19, 2024

Wilson & ElsaWelcome to this week’s edition of Nature Friday where we join our friends from the Adventures of the LLB Gang  for their weekly blog hop. There are 64 days until the official arrival of autumn, but who’s counting?  Sorry we’re late posting. Mom gets easily sidetracked and said she had some things to take care this morning. Elsa here with slices of nature from around our ‘Hood. Like everywhere else on this blue marble, it’s been hot and unlike many areas, our neighborhood remains dry as a bone.

Wilson: Bone? What…where…did you get a fresh bone? How come I didn’t get a bone?

Elsa: Here we go again. Yo, “Hoover,” it’s an expression. I didn’t get a bone; there. are. no. bones, I’m just describing the moisture situation. Or lack thereof.

Wilson: Whew, I was afraid that maybe I missed something to nosh upon…ok carry on.

Elsa: {eyes rolling} Well, it’s that time of summer where bad grasses come out and stick to everything…socks, furry legs,  paws, well you get the idea. Mom had to pull some of those nasty things off both of our ankles and feet and several of them managed to weave their nasty little selves into our back door mat. They’re a real pain to remove since they’re like Velcro with barbed ends. We’ve written about these rotten things before. Well dude, I’m here to tell ya they haven’t gotten any less evil. Let’s take a gander at Foxtails first. Yikes, they have a gajillion seeds that are stickier than Gorilla Glue…just waiting for some unsuspecting chunk of fur to attack like Velcro.

Grasses

Guess Nature decided Foxtails weren’t bad enough, so she decided to create goatgrass.  This one is particularly troublesome for us dogs and can cause all sorts of problems.Grasses

Wilson: Yeah, one those guys hitchhiked on one of my legs when I was sniffing for the perfect spot to relieve myself and I had a devil of a time trying to pull that bad boy out. And I thought the weeds and bugs were bad in Missouri.

Elsa: Oh trust me, Missouri does not have a monopoly on bad weeds. Luckily Mom is neurotic very conscientious about anything that sticks to our furs. Which is a good thing, unless of course, you’re the one at the end of a slicker brush.

Wilson: Egad…don’t remind me {shivers}. Count me in the ‘not a fan’ category.

Elsa: Down Wimpy…let’s talk about some nice things. Hibiscus flowers are in bloom right now. Talk about striking and BIG. Did you know they are part of the mallow family. The leaves alternate, ovate to lanceolate, and can be toothed on the edges. The flowers are huge, rather trumpet-shaped, with five or more petals. They can range in color from white to pink, red, blue, orange, peach, yellow or purple, and are approximately 4–18 cm (1-1/2 to 7 inches) across. Dried hibiscus is edible and is often a delicacy in Mexico. It can also be candied and used as a garnish, usually for desserts. Contrary to popular beliefs that the flowers or petals are what is being eaten, it’s actually the calyces (that part in the center of the bloom). Even your big fat head looks small by comparison.

Hibiscus

Wilson & the hibiscus

Wilson: Hey, that’s not nice. There’s nothing abnormal about the size of my head; I just needed to see how it smelled.

Elsa: Well, you do have a large head and nose, you can’t deny that.

Wilson: Like I said, I’m perfectly sized for a sheepdog.

Elsa: Oh, you mean B-I-G? Whatever. Did you notice the new lawn art in the ‘Hood? At least I think they’re rather new-ish.

Wilson: I did. I wasn’t quite sure what to make of those things. It seemed clear they weren’t squirrels or rabbits, but I wasn’t sure just what they were. They were quiet and didn’t move one bit. Such stealthy creatures.

Flamingos

Elsa: Oh my dog…you are such an idiot! Those are lawn art statutes, you bozo. Jeez…were you standing behind the door when they were handing out brains? {smacking a paw against her forehead}

Wilson: Well, I’ve never seen anything like that, and you shouldn’t be so judgmental.

Elsa: You’re right, sorry. But for the love of all that’s holy…I can’t believe how literally you take things. Anyway, let’s share our last photo for this week. Mom seems obsessed with heart shaped things lately and she seems to often be in the right place at the right time and found this new heart. She’s walked past this corner garden lot for years and the owner is always switching things out or otherwise updating the plants. Looks like she decided to install a heart-shaped succulent space. I kinda thought it was kind of sweet.

Heart shaped succulent garden

Wilson: Cute little hen and chicks.

Elsa: Whoa…look who’s got the Mister Green Jeans impersonation down pat.

Wilson: Hey, I’m not just a handsome face. So what’s everyone doing this weekend? Mum said she’s attending the Open House for the new Lutheran Hospital which opens in two weeks. She attended the ribbon cutting ceremony last night and says I’m gonna love visiting the new facility. It’s amazing and will be incredibly modern and state of the art updated compared to the old hospital. Hopefully I can visit the nurses and staff on practice runs soon.

Elsa: Paws crossed. I need some quiet time where I don’t have to explain everything to you. You can be quite exhausting at times. Whatever you do, we hope you’ll take some time to look for all the cool things Nature gifts with us. Have a great weekend, peeps!

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Nature Friday ~ July 12, 2024

Stone heart DBGHappy Friday peeps and welcome to this week’s edition of Nature Friday where we join our pals Rosy and Sunny from Adventures of the LLB Gang. Elsa here and Imma ready to dish the latest from the summer of hell. It’s not that it’s been bad mind you, but for the love of all that’s holy, could it get any hotter? For the record, that’s just a rhetorical question. Of course it can be hotter. Just remember this Ninja life observation, House Pony…”things are never so bad, they can’t get worse.”

Wilson: Oy, don’t tell me that. I was hoping we could maybe  catch a break on the relentless hot temps that have played out from sea to shining sea.

Elsa: Sorry dude, I just report the news/weather, I don’t create it. But yeah-no…nature decided she was going to pay us a few days visit with gifts. As in recording breaking triple digits. You know what that feels like on a black dog?!

Wilson: You have my sympathies, little sister. But I’m sure our readers are sick of hearing us whine about the heat. We’re all over it. Mum keeps checking a special calendar she has every day and told me we’re ‘just’ 71 days from the official arrival of autumn. She actually cheers now with each passing day as the number is getting smaller. I’m a dog; I live in the present so it kind of passes over me.

Elsa: Yeah, me too…I’m a big proponent of living in the here and now but think I might be tempted as that number gets a lot smaller. Still it kind of dovetails with what’s going on in the urban garden right now. We seem to be in a bit of a transition. All the pretty late spring/early summer blooms are now history and, at least in our garden, not a whole lot is very pretty or blooming much although I will note the Plumbago is starting to set it’s pretty little blue flowers and Mom even found a couple of leaves that were turning mahogany. She thought it was a few weeks early and couldn’t help wondering if that’s a sign that we’ll have an early autumn. This is after all, a La Niña year. Oh sure, the coreopsis, yarrow and the last remains of the Bachelor Buttons are blooming and the Russian Sage is making a colorful splash throughout the neighborhood but our garden is in a bit of transition now.

Wilson: What the bloody devil is a La Niña year? Is this related to El Niño?

Elsa: Well, I’m glad you asked. A La Niña year is when winter temperatures are warmer than normal in the South and cooler than normal in the North. La Niña can also lead to a more severe hurricane season, as evidenced by Hurricane Beryl that pounded Texas earlier this week and still has a million people without power.

Wilson: Gosh, sounds so ominous. I know Mum has been worried about her daughter who lives in the Houston area and who’s been without power all week long. As of last night, the hope was that the power will be restored by midnight tonight. So what’s the difference between La Niña and El Niño?

Elsa:  El Niño is the opposite of La Niña. According to NOAA, during La Niña events, “trade winds are even stronger than usual, pushing more warm water toward Asia. Off the west coast of the Americas, with seawater levels increasing, bringing cold, nutrient-rich water to the surface. winter temperatures are warmer than normal in the South and cooler than normal in the North. La Niña can also lead to a more severe hurricane season. These cold waters in the Pacific push the jet stream northward. This tends to lead to drought in the southern U.S. and heavy rains and flooding in the Pacific Northwest and Canada.

La Niña graphic

Wilson: Fascinating. Thanks for the meteorology lesson.

Elsa: Hey, that’s what I’m here for. So let’s share the pics Mom took this week. I’m giving her a pass on the few photos because of the heat. I’m not completely heartless.

Wilson: Quite sporting of you, mate. So she and I walk past this corner garden every day. The garden itself is somewhat nondescript as gardens go, it’s a bit wild and jungle-y. And now that the allium have finished blooming the gardener had a brilliant idea to bring some color and attention to that corner space. Mum watercolored it for today’s header. Here’s what it looks like for real.

Allium

Elsa: Whoa…that is pretty clever! I see what you mean about the jungle but I do like that ceramic piglet on the bench. And I see there is an Oregon grape (holly-leaved barberry) plant there too, along with some other plants.

Allium

Wilson: You know I’ve never noticed that pig statute before. I’m always more interested in the tree rats that live there. Mum always grips my leash tightly as we walked past.

Elsa: Well gosh, I wonder why? Could it be that her shoulders are shot and she’s tired of becoming a human kite?

Wilson: {blushing} Sorry, I just can’t help myself. I am beginning to focus a bit more on the numerous bunnies that have populated our neighborhood. Boy, are they ever fast! And wily too. They deke so much better than squirrels. Even the babies. They could make a kite run much more interesting…er I mean a side hunt.

Elsa: {eyes rolling} Are you trying to kill our Mom?

Wilson: Certainly not. I’m just a victim of canine instincts. But I have to protect my Mum.

Elsa: Protect is one thing…your homicidal critter chasing is something else. You gotta remember you’re a herder, not a hunting dog!

Wilson: I know, I know…but I can’t help it if they jump out in front of me and startle us both, can I?

Elsa: Just focus on sheep, pal, okay and leave the squirrels and rabbits to the hunting dogs. Or better yet, just learn to ignore them. Does that work for ya?

Wilson: Umm, I’ll try. But can’t make any promises.

Elsa: Well, If wishes were horses, beggars would ride, I say. What else you got, House Pony?

Wilson: Well, you know how Mum has been battling the nasty wasps that keep hanging around our solar fountain. Well it’s been good practice because she’s trained her eyes to find bees on milkweed as well as that beautiful globe thistle that’s currently blooming.

Milkweed

Globe Thistle

Wilson: I’ve been trying to catch bees as well but Mum has managed to deter my laser like moves here as well. Sometimes, she takes the fun out of our walks.

Elsa: Oh lord. You’re gonna get stung and then maybe you’ll learn to leave them alone. They’re the kind of pollinators we like in the garden…like those pretty Swallowtail butterflies.

Wilson: You mean they bite? Crikey…maybe I should rethink biting them.

Elsa: What else you got, dude? Something I hope that doesn’t involve turning Mom into a kite or provides you with a tiny snack.

Wilson: Oooh, did you say snack? Mum’s potted cherry tomatoes are beginning to ripen. She told me under no circumstances was I to go near them. Luckily they don’t really appeal to me so I’ve been good not trying to nosh on them.

Cherry tomato

Elsa: Mom was so excited to see that little spot of reddish goodness. I think she even drooled a little. She babies her potted tomato plants and works hard to keep the neighborhood critters who shall remain nameless away from them. I think she said they cost about $20 a pound after it’s all said and done. Still, she enjoys them saying there’s nothing half as tasty at the grocery store.

Wilson: Well that’s everything I have for this week, Ninja. I guess we’re gonna be spending a lot of time in the cool comfort of the house which means lots of naps. I don’t know about you, but I’m okay with that.

Wilson & Elsa

Elsa: Naps? Oh yeah, put me down for lots of naps in air conditioned bliss. Whatever you do for the weekend, we hope you stay hydrated and enjoy catching slices of Mother Nature early before she gets a head of hot steam going. Have a great weekend!

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Nature Friday ~ July 5, 2024

ElsaHope you all managed to survive Explosion Day, aka July 4th. Elsa here. Whew, thank goodness we got through it even though it lasted until after midnight. Mom closed up the house and turned up the volume on the TV so we’d have less to hear. Bless her. Seems like a lot of peeps are beginning to question this whole “let’s blow &#@% up” holiday and not just here in the Mile High. Although Mom thought there were a lot of people who give lip service to ending fireworks but still ran to their favorite fireworks pop up stand and bought a bunch. Still we hope all that barking and whining by folks about it is starting to move the needle. Baby steps. Not only are there alternatives that don’t scare the Bejesus outa woman and beast, it’s so much better for the environment. With way too many ozone alert days around here lately (thanks Mother Nature-the heat ain’t bad enough?), let’s add a ton of toxins to the atmosphere from shooting fireworks to make it even more obnoxious. But I digress.

Today we’re here to join our friends, Rosy and Sunny for this week’s edition of Nature Friday so be sure to click on the link to see what else was shared this week. Today we are finishing up with the final installment of photos to last week’s Spirit Guide post. Take it away, House Pony.

Wilson: Greetings mates. Let me begin by saying you chaps can keep your noisy holiday. Color this dog definitely not a fan. And here I thought garbage trucks were loud. But thankfully it’s over, and like any good dog, I live in the present moment. so let’s check out the rest of Spirit Guide photos, shall we?

Elsa: Yeah, come into our garden, said the spider to the fly.

Denver Botanic Gardens

Wilson: Huh…wait, there are spiders? And flies? You mean I missed noshing on bugs? Crikey, I don’t recall seeing any of those.

Elsa: {eyes rolling} Dude, it’s just a figure of speech. Jeez, you gotta stop being so literal.

Wilson: Whew, I thought I missed a few snacks. Anyway, I think Mum saved the best for this week. Check out this Coyote-Fish spirit guide.

Spirit Guide

Elsa: What. The. Dog?! Umm, o-kay. Not sure about some of those spirit combinations. I mean just look at these different views on the eagle-camel.

Spirit Guide

Spirit Guide

Spirit Guide

Wilson: I will say they are most colorful. Even the pond’s reflection with the deer-butterfly looked glassy but colorful. I say, I can’t even image not getting cross-eyed while painting all those patterns.

Water lily Reflection

Elsa: I’m dizzy just looking at them. I mean, check it out…{stuttering} I, I mean…it’s so bizarrely weird. Got anything to share that won’t give me a seizure?

Spirit Guide

Wilson: Well, Mum took some photos of several bonsai trees. I’m rather miffed I couldn’t sniff at them.

Elsa: I’m sure the grounds keepers are quite grateful for that. Some of these bonsai trees had been in ‘training’ for well over 10 years. That’s some kind of intensive maintenance to keep their shape. Some were crafted from yews, ordinary pine trees, a jade and also a maple like this one. Guess you can make a bonsai out of anything.

Bonsai tree

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Wilson: Many of the flowers were pretty as well and of course the Chihuly spire that’s located in the Romance Garden is always striking. Mum really enjoyed her visit at the Denver Botanical Gardens (which she learned is one of the top five botanical gardens in the country). Their special events and exhibits manage to please and entertain all visitors.

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Elsa: Ok, now that’s what I’m talking about. N-i-c-e flowers. I can see why she loves going there. There’s always something for everyone. Even the weirdos. So, what are your plans for the weekend? We’re heading down to my grandpa to introduce him to the new great, great granddaughter. We are very excited and can’t wait to see them all together. Whatever you do, just make sure you get outside and check out all the cool (and yes, some of the weird) stuff that Nature provides. Have a great weekend.

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Nature Friday ~ June 28, 2024

Wilson & ElsaWelcome to the last Friday of the month. Gosh, it is just me or did this month fly by? Elsa here and I’m joined by Wilson, the House Pony  with today’s edition of Nature Friday where we join our pals from Adventures of the LLB Gang. Don’t forget to click on the link to see what other posts were shared. Today is the first installment from Mom’s recent trip to the Denver Botanical Gardens where she saw the latest outdoor exhibit called Spirit Guides in addition to gorgeous beautiful trees and blooming flowers. So what’s this special exhibit all about? It’s full of fantastical, large animal sculptures that remind us of the connection between inhabitants of the natural and cosmological world. So who exactly are these artists? Jacobo and María Ángeles are a married artistic team based in Oaxaca, Mexico. These brightly colored sculptures are made from fiberglass and acrylic paint and are distinctly patterned, combining contemporary art practices with folk art traditions. The workshop where they created these sculptures doubles as an art school, allowing its attendees a way to advance and develop their artistic skills. These creations have been exhibited in museums throughout the world depicting imaginary hybrid animals that act as spirit guides. So come along and let’s check a few of them out.

Wilson: Near the entrance to the gardens, this guy greeted everyone. Can you say colorful?!

Spirit Guide

Spirit Guides

Elsa: WHAT…I CAN’T HEAR YOU…THAT SCULPTURE IS TOO LOUD!

Wilson: Now, now, little sister. Be nice. I rather think it’s quite fetching. There were some remarkable creatures and I was quite pleased there were no squirrel-like creatures in the lot.

Elsa: You and your obsession with squirrels. Let it go, dude.

Wilson: Ahem, let see another one of those colorful ‘spirit guides.’ This one was near the exit. Just look at the whimsicalness.

Monkey sculpture

Elsa: You call that whimsical? He seems a bit scary even if the colors were amazing. You weren’t afraid of him?

Wilson: What? Oh heavens, no. He just put on a brave face no doubt because of all the visitors to the gardens. It was a pretty packed place with several large groups of kids visiting the gardens. I think he was just trying to brave the crowds and put on that serious face because of the heat. It was another toasty day in the Mile High after reaching triple digits earlier in the week.

Elsa: Seems plausible. It has been hot. Got any photos that aren’t quite as serious looking?

Wilson: Well, how about this one? I thought he was pretty silly looking in a whimsical sort of way. Can you believe all that detailed work on the tail feathers? Almost makes you dizzy, doesn’t it? You really needed to walk all around these sculptures and check it out from every angle to truly appreciate how amazing they were.

Peacock sculpture

Peacock Spirit Guide

Elsa: You got that right…peacocks should never be taken seriously. They’re silly birds.

Wilson:  I’m not sure about the silly part. I mean, look at the close up of his face. He’s the first peacock I’ve ever seen. So what do you think this is supposed to be?

Elsa: Is that a rhetorical question? Those are Airbnb condos for pollinators who need a place to stay while passing through town. Mom said the gardens revamped that condo area by adding various kinds of wood and sticks as well as woolen baskets, boxes and fabric. The baskets are umm…creative. But I’m glad to see all the interest in helping pollinators out a bit. They need as much help as they can get these days, what with climate change and other environmental conditions.

Pollinator hotels

Wilson: Blimey…look at all those fabric bits. A bloke could have a ball shredding/chewing all those bits.

Elsa: Ssshhh…don’t let Mom hear you say that…she’ll blame you for everything that mysteriously finds itself shredded/chewed. Hmmm, that gives me an idea…I think I just found a terrific foil for conducting special Ninja business.

Wilson: What’s that you say…I’m not sure I heard you right.

Elsa: Oh nothing {changing the subject}. Got any other photos  you care to share?

Wilson: Well…while we’re on the topic of pollinators, Mum said there were loads of Swallowtail butterflies and dragonflies flitting around. She followed a few of the Swallowtails but the dragonflies never landed long enough to photograph. Way too quick I guess, but they were apparently great entertainment. I’m sure I could have captured one or two of them.

Swallowtail butterfly

Elsa: {eyes rolling} Oh right. You haven’t even been able to capture a single miller moth yet.

Wilson: Well they taste like crap so why in the world would I even want to try?

Elsa: Uh-huh. Whatever gets you through the night, Big Guy. Okay, let’s save some pics for next week, shall we? So what’s on your agenda this weekend?

Wilson:  Mum says I’m to going to have a second evaluation for doing pet therapy visits at the hospital. I hear there may be treats involved so I’ll be sure to be on my best behavior.

Elsa:  Oh for heaven’s sake…do you ever think of anything other than food?

Wilson: What else is there when it comes to securing a good dog’s attention? Apart from plotting against squirrels, that is.

Elsa: Oh jeez. Well whatever you do, we hope you stay as cool  as possible. Enjoy your weekend.

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Nature Friday ~ June 21, 2024

Elsa on sofaWelcome to this week’s Nature Friday edition where we join our friends, Rosy and Sunny. Be sure to click on the link to see what else has been shared around Blogville.

Elsa here and I’m practically melting right off the sofa it’s so bloody hot. Just like most of the country, but in the good news category at least we don’t have obnoxiously high humidity to go make the hot temps even more uncomfortable. Unfortunately, what we have had of late is high ozone levels but Mom remains vigilant about walking out in it. High ozone can make all of us cough so we’ve been going out at the crack of dawn before traffic and pollution get bad.

Today is the first full day of Summer and with each passing day, there will be about a minute less of sunlight. Fine by me-the sooner we get through this season, the happier I’ll be. And for anyone who is interested, there are 92 days until the official start of autumn. According to Space.com, were you aware the first day of summer actually changes from year to year, arriving on June 20, 21 or 22 because the earth’s astronomical year is actually 365.25 days long. The arrival of summer also coincides with the moon being at its fullest this year.

Because of the relentless heat, Mom’s photo-taking has been dramatically curtailed. Last weekend we all loaded up the pup mobile and went to spend a few days with Mom’s Dad. I totally love traveling to see my Grandpa but with all our foodables and stuff to keep us safe and happy, it can make the car a bit crowded. If only the House Pony didn’t take up so much real estate, I could totally stretch out and snooze through the 120 mile ride. That is until we got close to Colorado Springs, where there always seems to be an accident that causes I-25 to turn into a parking lot. It happened down both ways this time. On the way home, a small aircraft crashed and had all the northbound lanes completely at a standstill for miles. What normally takes about an hour and half ended up taking just shy of four hours.

Wilson: Tell me about it. While the windows are tinted, because I’m in the cargo area, I usually receive the bulk of the sun. At least you have the AC vent pointed at your face in the backseat.

Elsa: Yeah, well I have black fur and it ain’t enough, ok dude.

Wilson: Umm good point, still whenever we’d stop (which was nearly every 28 seconds), I thought that meant we’d get out and go for a walk.

Elsa: Haha, funny. It just means we’re 7 inches closer to home. That was the worst trip going home we’ve ever encountered. Mom checked with the state transportation department to see if there was an alternate route we could take. This was their solution.

DetourWilson: Hmm, not much help, was it?

Elsa: Nope, Mom said she was surprised they didn’t reroute traffic through Salt Lake City. {growl}

Wilson: While I’m not sure if that would have helped much, let’s share the few pics we do have. Mum has been captivated by these stunning trees called Kentucky Yellowwood since she first saw them blooming. The white flowers are so fragrant, and look a lot like Wisteria-like racemes that can be as long as 11 inches long. They have a narrow range of distribution in the Eastern U.S. but are hardy to Zone 4 which is no doubt why she found a couple of specimens here. They are quite stunning when in bloom and make a beautiful ornamental addition to any garden landscape.

Kentucky Yellowwood

Elsa: Mom sure likes them. We had to stand there for a jillion years while she sniffed all the white flowers. Then she suddenly realized we’d been patient and says “Hurry up, let’s go” {eyes rolling}.

Wilson: I’ve notice uprights tend to do that. Rather ironic, I say.

Elsa: You got that right. Humans are soooo weird. I mean just look at how the human who lived at this garden near our house decorated their front entrance flower pot…what the dog?!

Decorated flower pot

Wilson: Blimey…I don’t know what to say other than, “it’s quite colorful.”

Elsa: ‘Colorful’ is rather diplomatic way of putting it.

Wilson: Well, I’m nothing if not a rather proper chap.

Elsa: Not me, I call ’em like I see them. That is just too weird.

Wilson: Perhaps, but then I saw this when we visited Grandpa. What in the bloody world was that galloping critter? Mum said she’d never seen them as close to the road as this one and once he took one look at me, he couldn’t run away fast enough. I stopped dead in my tracks. I couldn’t figure out what it was; I just knew it wasn’t one of those horrid tree rats that make me lose my mind.

Pronghorn antelope

Elsa: Bingo, buddy. You’re so right, that is NOT a squirrel. Rather that’s the North American Pronghorn antelope. They have that distinct white fur on the rumps, sides, bellies and across their throats. The males weighs anywhere from 40–65 kg (88–143 lb) while the females are the same height as males, only weigh around 34–48 kg (75–106 lb). Pronghorns are the fastest land mammal in the Western Hemisphere and can run 56 km/h (35 mph) for up to 1.5 km (1 mi). Although slower than the African cheetah, it can sustain top speeds longer than cheetahs can.With their large windpipe, heart, and lungs physiology that allow them to take in large amounts of air when running, they can often outrun most of their predators. With two long, cushioned, pointed toes to help absorb shock when running at high speeds, their extremely light bone structure and hollow hair; they are literally built for speed. Pronghorns have very large eyes with a wide field of vision that are set high on their skull. Both males and females have horns that are shed and grown annually although the females have smaller horns that are straight and rarely pronged. When a Pronghorn sees something that alarms it, the white hair on its rump flairs open and exposes two very odoriferous glands that releases a compound that smells somewhat like “buttered popcorn” which alerts nearby Pronghorns by both sight and smell that danger is present and can be seen as far away as 20 to 30 meters downwind from alarmed animals. Mum found this closeup of a male Pronghorn face which is not really apparent in the photo she took on her cell phone from the road.

Antelope

Wilson: Well I thought they were pretty amazing and to watch them gallup…well that was something else. It almost made me want to join them.

Elsa: Trust me, they’d have left you in the dust, dude. So what’s on the weekend for you? Our neighborhood has a huge festival kicking off summer where thousands of peeps will attend all day Saturday which we will avoid like the plague. Then there’s the Farmer’s Market Sunday morning so there’ll be loads of peeps and pooches walking past the house. Let’s just hang out  with Mom inside and stay cool instead, eh House Pony?

Wilson: Count me in.

Wilson

{from the other room} Wilson, get off the bed!

Wilson: Oh dear, looks like I got busted. In that case, I’ll get down and wish you a brilliant weekend. Stay as cool as you can and of course keep yourself and your good pet well hydrated.

Elsa: What he said.

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