February 6, 2018
Sleeping Turtles Preserve North is part of the Sarasota (Florida) County park system. Bordered by the Myakka River, it is resplendent with huge live oaks that host thousands of bromeliads, including Spanish moss. What makes this park different from other parks in the county that I have visited are the many marshy spots. This park is where I saw my first bog lily—and nearly slipped into the muck while photographing it. I was a bit more careful a couple of weeks ago when I came across another.
I have a strange confession to make concerning the blog post called GBH in SLP. On that post I intimated (because for some reason I have thought of George Bernard Shaw whenever I heard “GBH”) that “GBH” was how people referred to George Bernard Shaw. It isn’t! Obviously (even to me, now), George Bernard Shaw is “GBS”! I’m sorry if I confused any of you in my own confusion. I have no idea how that erroneous thought got lodged in my head. Thank my dear husband for setting me straight.
January 31, 2018
If you’re a big fan (as I am) of the works of George Bernard Shaw, you may be disappointed in this post. This is what birders call a GBH: Great Blue Heron. This one was trolling the shallows for fish in South Lido Park.
Update On February 6, on the post titled Sleeping Turtles Preserve North, with Bog Lily, I made a confession that I’m now (February 14) copying here. “I have a strange confession to make concerning the blog post called GBH in SLP. On that post I intimated (because for some reason I have thought of George Bernard Shaw whenever I heard “GBH”) that “GBH” was how people referred to George Bernard Shaw. It isn’t! Obviously (even to me, now), George Bernard Shaw is “GBS”! I’m sorry if I confused any of you in my own confusion. I have no idea how that erroneous thought got lodged in my head. Thank my dear husband for setting me straight.” Arghhh.
January 1, 2018
December 28, 2017
December 26, 2017
Sunday morning my friend Lynda and I went to the Celery Fields to take photographs. We started clicking around 7:30, and the fog hung around for two more hours. Lucky us!
November 12, 2017
November 9, 2017
Another element that associates with bacteria in water the way iron does is sulfur. The evidence in Ohio’s Vermilion River is more rare than the evidence for iron bacteria (shown in yesterday’s post), but it was there last month.
November 8, 2017
I saw some Leptothrix discophora films at Schoepfle Garden last month. Here is one patch, with details of the overall photograph beneath.
October 16, 2017
While we were visiting at the farm, our friends took us to nearby Ohiopyle State Park, through which flows the Youghiogheny River. The Youghiogheny is very different from “my” Vermilion River, as you can see from these photographs. No slow-moving edges here! The first photograph is taken from one side of the river, the other two from the opposite side. Tomorrow and the next few days you’ll see some rock surfaces I found along the river, which, by the way, is pronounced like yolk-eh-gainy, if I interpret the Wikipedia linguistic notation properly (/jɒkəˈɡeɪni/). The word comes from the Algonquin word meaning “a stream flowing in a contrary direction.” And, says Wikipedia elsewhere, “Ohiopyle” is derived from the Native American Lenape phrase ahi opihəle, which means “it turns very white,” referring to the frothy waterfalls. This knowledge makes me wonder about the origin of my state’s name, but I think I’ll save that rabbit hole for later.
September 29, 2017
The Back Pond at Schoepfle Garden has fascinated me for years. It’s where I have captured reflections of the surrounding woods in all seasons. This summer, however, the park people installed one of those terrible aerator rings, which shoots up water in a constant disruption of natural surface variations. When I visited last month, I was lucky enough to be there when the thing was turned off.