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Bald Eagle

Will you stop taking my picture??????

Last Sunday I went to the Howell Nature Center for the annual birds of prey photo workshop/shoot.  What a terrific experience.  The center is a great place to trek around as it is a permanent home to many injured animals that can no longer be released back into their native environments.  It is also a recuperation area for injured animals that can be sent back home, so to speak.

The volunteers who set up the birds – like the eagle with ‘tude pictured above – do a great job of making them look as “untethered” as they possibly can.

All in all, a great photo op and a great place to visit.  Check it out.

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Illuminated Mural

Back in July, we went driving around Detroit and spotted a richly colored mural on East Grand Boulevard. I couldn’t resist taking some photos of it. At the time, I had no clue about this wonderful piece of work. Since then, I’ve discovered that the mural is titled “Illuminated Mural” and was done by artist Katie Craig. Here’s a link to an article about it that showed up in the Metro Times http://www2.metrotimes.com/arts/story.asp?id=15139.

Illuminated Mural by Katie Craig

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Kissing Under the Mistletoe . . . . Muuuuaaahhhh

When I was at the farmers’ market on Saturday, I spotted kissing balls for sale.  Those kissing balls got me wondering.  What’s the story behind mistletoe?  We all know that hanging mistletoe over a doorway at Christmas time is a tradition, but how did that tradition get started?  Why do we kiss under it?  And, just how does mistletoe grow?

The word mistletoe derives from two Old English words:  mistel (dung) and tan (twig) or dung twig.  Early people, therefore, believed the mistletoe grew from birds and resulted from their landing in the trees.  That’s probably why the plant got that name.

Although mistletoes come in several varieties that are native in many parts of Eastern, Western, and Southern United States, the mistletoe we see in the stores at Christmas is Phoradendron flavescens.  That’s the one I’m addressing here.

Phoradendron flavescens grows on a wide range of hardwood species and requires a living host.  These parasitic plants take their nutrients from the host tree.  Despite that fact, they can produce their own food through photosynthesis.  Mistletoes never derive nutrients from the soil.  The leaves stay green all year and the plant grows waxy berries that are red or white.  Flowers can be a variety of colors—from bright red to yellow to green.  The entire plant is poisonous and can cause severe stomach cramps, diarrhea, and in some cases death.  Birds, however, eat the berries and disseminate the seeds with no problem.  The dissemination occurs either through droppings or by the birds cleaning the sticky seeds off their beaks onto the tree.  The disseminated seeds sprout roots into the tree where the filament-like roots pierce the bark and root themselves firmly into the growing wood.  It takes about six weeks for the plant to grow and about five years for it to flower.

Mistletoe, according to early European folklore, bestowed life and fertility; protected against poison; and served as an aphrodisiac.  Long regarded as a sexual symbol, the ancients gathered mistletoe at both mid-summer and winter solstices.  Using mistletoe to decorate houses at Christmas is a holdover from Druid and other pre-Christian customs.  The traditions that started in Europe came to America’s shores during the process of immigration and settlement.

Kissing under the mistletoe is associated with the Greek festival of Saturnalia and primitive marriage rites – no doubt, because the plant was thought to provide life-giving power and that it has the power to bestow fertility.  The 18th-century English get credit for the kissing ball.  At Christmas time, a young lady standing under a ball of mistletoe could not refuse to be kissed.  That kiss could mean deep romance or lasting friendships.  If a girl remained unkissed, she could expect to remain single the following year.

Whether or not these myths about mistletoe are factual is anyone’s guess.  I certainly don’t have a clue.  Nevertheless, it’s still a lot of fun to stand under the mistletoe and get a kiss.

Information and photos from the following websites:

http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0WTefPFGRVLhmsAE3ejzbkF/SIG=126n6ksce/EXP=1259760453/**http%3A//www.flickr.com/photos/leonfangs/3127949519/

http://images.google.com/images?q=mistletoe&oe=utf-8&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a&um=1&ie=UTF-8&ei=BuUSS9mHEM-AnQf-mKXYAw&sa=X&oi=image_result_group&ct=title&resnum=4&ved=0CC0QsAQwAw

http://christmas.howstuffworks.com/decorations/mistletoe.html

http://www.theholidayspot.com/christmas/history/mistletoe.html

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Happy Holidays

Our Christmas letter is short and sweet

In fact, it could almost be a Tweet

We here in Royal Oak have enough to eat, and Consumers Energy has not turned off our heat

Our toes are toasty; our pants are dry; and right now, the grass isn’t growing too high

The kids are well, the dogs are swell, and the cats are meowing for their food . . . oh, well!

The world situation sometimes makes me see red, that’s when I cuddle up with my boys in my bed

I’ll read a good book (I don’t use a Nook), and hope Al finds something in the ‘fridge good to cook

Life don’t get much better; in fact, it’s quite grand.  All I need now to enhance it is a martini and . . .

A room full of friends

A family I love

And some warm wooly yarn to knit me a glove

So, from our house to yours

May your holidays be merry

And the New Year bring you a hot fudge sundae topped with a cherry

(c)2011_thewaterclosetwerks.com

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Christmas 2011 — Birth of a New Tradition

Christmas 2011 is just around the corner and I’ve been dreading it.  I don’t normally buy gifts if I can help it and when I do, I try very diligently to buy locally produced items.  I received the following email today from a friend.  I’m not sure who authored the following message, but a big shout out and a thanks to whoever wrote it because it’s full of good suggestions and ways to avoid the foreign-made goodies.

“As the holidays approach, the giant Asian factories are kicking into high gear to provide Americans with monstrous piles of cheaply produced goods – merchandise that has been produced at the expense of American labor.
This year will be different. This year Americans will give the gift of concern for other Americans. There is no longer an excuse that, at gift-giving time, nothing can be found that is produced by American hands. Yes there is!

It’s time to think outside the box, people.  Who says a gift needs to fit a shirt box, wrapped in Chinese produced wrapping paper

Everyone — yes EVERYONE gets their hair cut.  How about gift from your local American hair salon or barber?  Gym membership?  It’s appropriate for all ages who are thinking about health improvement

Who wouldn’t appreciate getting their car detailed?  Small, American-owned detail shops and car washes would love to sell you a gift certificate or a book of gift certificates

Are you one of those extravagant givers who think nothing of plunking down the Benjamins on a Chinese made flat-screen?  Perhaps that grateful receiver would like his driveway sealed, or lawn mowed for the summer, or driveway plowed all winter, or games at the local golf course?

There are a bazillion owner-run restaurants — all offering gift certificates.  And, if your intended isn’t the fancy eatery sort, what about a half-dozen breakfasts at the local breakfast joint.  Remember, folks this isn’t about big National chains — this is about supporting your home town
Americans with their financial lives on the line to keep their doors open.

How many people couldn’t use an oil change for their car, truck or motorcycle, done at a shop run by the American working guy?

Thinking about a heartfelt gift for mom?  Mom would LOVE the services of local cleaning lady for a day.
My computer could use a tune-up, and I KNOW I can find some young guy who is struggling to get his repair business up and running.

OK, you were looking for something more personal.  Local crafts people spin their own wool and knit them into scarves.  They make jewelry, and pottery and beautiful wooden boxes.  Plan your holiday outings at local, owner-operated restaurants and leave your server a nice tip.  And, how about going out to see a play or ballet your hometown theater?
Musicians need love too, so find a venue showcasing local bands.

Honestly, people, do you REALLY need to buy another ten thousand Chinese lights for the house?  When you buy a five dollar string of lights, about fifty cents stays in the community.  If you have those kinds of bucks to burn, leave the mailman, trash guy or babysitter a nice BIG tip  You see, Christmas is no longer about draining American pockets so China can build another glittering city.  Christmas is now about caring about the US, encouraging American small businesses to keep plugging away to follow their dreams. And, when we care about other Americans, we care about our communities, and the benefits come back to us in ways we couldn’t imagine.
THIS is the new American Christmas tradition.

Forward this to everyone on your mailing list — post it to discussion groups — throw up a post on Craigslist in the Rants and Raves section in your city — send it to the editor of your local paper and radio stations, and TV news departments. This is a revolution of caring about each other and isn’t that what Christmas is about?”

 

 

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Monarch Migration

Point Pelee National Park in Leamington, Ontario, Canada is a temporary home to thousands of Monarch butterflies getting ready to migrate south for the winter.  Each Fall, these orange beauties begin one of nature’s most arduous journeys.  Monarchs are the only butterfly to migrate south for the winter and north for the summer.  Point Pelee, located at the southern end of the Pelee peninsula, in the western basin of Lake Erie, is a good starting point for their 3000 km flight to the mountains of central Mexico.   The Great Lakes prove to be a major barrier to the Monarchs’ migration, so they search for shortcuts across the lake.  Because Pelee is a peninsula, its shape channels the Monarchs to the tip of the peninsula where they begin their long trek.

The migration is weather dependent so catching sight of a sizeable concentration of Monarchs is unpredictable.   I kept checking the park’s Twitter site hoping a large number of them would be visible on the day of my visit.  My final check on the Twitter site the night before departure showed a count of 1500 (give or take a few) Monarchs.  I couldn’t wait to get to Point Pelee.

Monarch roosting is best viewed before 9 or 10 a.m., so my excitement waned a bit when we arrived around 11 a.m.  At the tip of the point where most concentrations occur, I saw no trees full of roosting Monarchs.  I spotted about ten and those were individuals or pairs.

Not one to quit, I suspected the Monarchs would have to roost for the night so they could get an early start the next morning.  My suspicions were confirmed;  however, I had a hard time spotting them.  Roosting Monarchs congregate high in the trees where they’re sheltered from the wind, and they tend to resemble dead leaves.  Fortunately, the park ranger was leading a tour and the gathering crowd pointed out where the Monarchs were beginning to congregate.  Around 7 p.m., we  finally got to see more than one or two Monarchs in one spot.

Although it was a long day,  it was worth it.   What a great way to spend (and end) the day.

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Matt’s Baptism 7-24-2011

Matt, our handsome youngest grandson, was baptized 7-24 at St. John’s Episcopal Church.  It only took me about two months to get the photos together and into a photo book.  In those two months, Matt’s started to crawl, cut two teeth (painful for all of us), and grown quite a bit.  Time flies when you’re having fun.

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Metamora Hot Air Balloon Festival

Saturday turned out to be such a gorgeous day we figured the weather would be perfect for the hot air balloon launch that evening.  As it turned out, wind issues forced the balloonists to cancel the annual competition but a few of them did manage to launch.  Spectators and photographers patiently waited around the field for the launch to take place.

I don’t know about anyone else, but I got a rush just watching the pilots and crew unpack the colorful envelopes (the balloons) and get everything put together.  The heat emanating  from the burner made me feel a bit uncomfortable – like maybe I was going to be slowly cooked until I was well done.  But it’s a fascinating activity.

According to the Hot Air Ballooning website, “The first human flight took place on November 21, 1783 from a courtyard in Paris, France. Jean-François Pilâtre de Rozier and Francois Laurent (the Marquis of d’Arlanders) were aboard that flight.” And, during the American Civil War, “hydrogen balloons were used by both armies for airborne observations.”

“A hot air balloon has three major parts: the envelope, the burner, and the basket. The basket is where passengers ride. Usually made of wicker, baskets protect the occupants and are lightweight and flexible. The burner is positioned above the passenger’s heads and produces a huge flame to heat the air inside the envelope. The envelope is the colorful fabric bag that holds the hot air. When the air inside the envelope is heated, the balloon rises.”

Think about those three major parts for a minute:  The envelope made of nylon, a burner that produces a huge flame just above the passengers’ heads (where, hopefully, they have hair and maybe even some hair spray on that hair), and a basket made out of wicker.  Does flammable come to mind?  And people want to ride in these flame buckets?  You bet.  I’d love to go up in one of them again.  At least the material at the mouth of the envelope and closest to the flame is made of flame resistant material.  Small favors and all that – LOL!

If you want to read more about these floating beauties, check out the website I cited above or just search on hot air ballooning.  You’ll find all kinds of interesting facts and FAQs.

Happy flying . . . and landing!

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Finishing what I’ve started

The past 30 days proved to be productive for me.  I finished four knitting projects , one book, and processed several photos for entrance into a couple of photo contests.  I feel pretty good when I get these kinds of projects finished.  These endings make room for new beginnings – at least in my book anyway.  Finishing up the four projects – one of them a blanket for Matt that I started in November – caused me to drag out the yarn for three more projects.

The book was Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese.  Terrific book.  It brought back many memories of my trip to Addis Ababa a few years ago.  While the story is a family saga wrought with action, emotion, and a lot of medical/surgical procedures and terminology, I enjoyed the backdrop of Ethiopia more than anything.  Despite the medical procedures and terminology, the author made all of it easily understood.  I’d highly recommend this book.

As for the photos in the photo contests, I’m keeping my fingers (and toes) crossed.  It’d be nice to win something.

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Hieronymous Bosch – and whatever made me think about him in the middle of the night?

As we all know, it’s been a blazing hot summer in most of the US.  Here in the Detroit area, we’ve had (according to Channel 4 News) 42 consecutive days of 85+ degree temperatures.  I haven’t slept in my bed for most of those 42 days.  We have no A/C upstairs in the summer and no heat in the winter.  It’s an old house.  I’ve been sleeping on an Ikea pull out couch (comfy as can be) in my “cabin” – an added-on  knotty pine room decorated in what can only be described as cabin-esque.  But I’m digressing.

A loud boom woke me up sometime around oh-dark-hundred hours and, of course, I couldn’t go back to sleep.  I kept thinking about how hot it’s been and wondering if I was a supernumerary in a dress rehearsal about an opera whose subject just might be Hell.  Well, hell, that brought me to Hieronymous Bosch.  What?  You don’t get the connection?  Bosch “was an Early Netherlandish painter of the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries. Many of his works depict sin and human moral failings.”  People never look comfortable in his paintings and one work, Hell, seemed to stick in my mind.  I’ve seen several of his works in many different museums, and, obviously,  I find them quite memorable.  If you haven’t heard of Mr. Bosch or seen his work, it’s worth a look. Even if you don’t like them, what the hell?  You might have learned something new today.  LOL

Anyway, if you’re interested in what his “stuff” looks like, click here to see Hieronymous Bosch works.

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