Not sure how many folks reading this remember the Count from Sesame Street, but the title above is what came to mind when I found the eggs today. Continue reading “One, two! Two Monarch eggs! Ah, ah, ah!”
Category: Conservation
Posts related to conservation: of biology, ethics, groups, mindsets, and movements.
New mini project: Monarch larvae keeper
I saw a curbside ad on Craig’s List today for a “terrarium”, and go to the address. I do so in the hope I might get my hands on a more suitable container for a project I’ve been wanting to do.
Update on things that go from wormy to fluttery
I heard back from a local monarch expert I’ve been corresponding with, and she concurred that what I found is more likely to be milkweed tussock larvae. Continue reading “Update on things that go from wormy to fluttery”
Awaiting word from an expert…
Two things I hope to share soon.
Second rain barrel install
I updated the countdown for the install of the rain barrel itself. That should be easy enough as long as we can get over there to pick it up on a day the center is open. Getting the guttering up in that corner, though…that’s a bit more iffy.
Woo! Unexpected progress…
My partner somehow didn’t get called in today, so we started building our first kitchen garden bed where there will be peas and corn and other things. It was hard to get an angle where you could see the rough width, length from the window, but it’s not finished yet anyhoo. We’re on break now, and about to head back out to finish digging a bit, then we’ll fill with wood and see how tired we are. It’s been a long day for us. Continue reading “Woo! Unexpected progress…”
Potting soil smells off…
Since it seems like the weather really isn’t going to give up the below freezing nights consistently anytime soon, I thought maybe it was time to give up fantasies of putting some things in the ground, and pulled out ye olde bag of last year’s leftover potting soil. Continue reading “Potting soil smells off…”
Learning to work with a new climate
The gardens I grew up in and near were in southern NJ, on a barrier island where if you dug too deep, you’d hit soggy brimed soil. The property was one block from the bay, two from the ocean, on the northernmost part of the island which was narrow there compared to most of the island.
Despite that, my maternal grandparents had thriving gardens full of ornamentals as well as food crops, though we didn’t have a lot of tall trees. Continue reading “Learning to work with a new climate”