Nearly a month went by without any new posts, despite my recent statements about blogging in earnest. I found that teaching writing classes not only involved lots of time grading papers but also focused my interest on writing. I'm actually writing a lot in various journals and notebooks, but was not focusing in the short run on material I wanted to post here. Finally, in the month of July, I managed to resume my average of one post per day for the month. I plan to surpass that volume from here on out. What I post here, combined with my daily writing in journals, is mostly fine-tuning what I hope to publish in a memoir about my experiences in education as student, parent, teacher, supporter and critic.
Meanwhile, I am still available for guiding local nature hikes. Contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org to inquire about rates and parameters of time, distance, and personal needs regarding matters of health and fitness.
I have been teaching since 1965 and have recently joined the English Department as an Associate Faculty member at Feather River College. Recently taught Nature Literature in America and am currently teaching Interpersonal Communication and Basic Reading and Writing.
As I said in my previous post, I was not planning on going beyond my front yard. But the forest across the driveway beckoned. It was very hot, of course, and I was tired and grimy, but I just had to bring my camera up the hill a bit and see what I could see. The first photo is of some Thimbleberries that were not quite ripe. A tease. Almost immediately, I realized I am more at ease in this forest than I am in my own front yard. My next photo is of the Trail Plant. The tiny flowers at the top of long stems, and barely noticeable, but when closely observed, they are obviously in the Daisy or Aster family. The leaves are green on top and grey underneath. When you walk through a dense patch of this plant, enough leaves are turned aside that you leave a visible trail for your return trip. For s short time, that is. They soon turn back and show only the green tops.
I turned over a few large pieces of bark and found millipedes under a couple of them.
This cluster of berries of the False Solomon's Seal was looking shiny and healthy and before long they will turn bright red.
The White-stemmed Raspberry was beginning to ripen. This cheered me up and promised to quench my thirst. However, despite the bright red look, they were much drier and seedier than last summer, so I spit them out.
THe Oregon Grape is ripe and the leaves still look fresh and shiny. They have a waxy coating so they retain moisture better than many of the other broad-leaf plants in the area.
Like the Raspberry, the Thimbleberry in the sun looked very ripe and tasty, but they were even seedier than the Raspberries. Photogenic, but not that palatable.
When I got on the trail above my house, there was a nice view to the East where some thunderheads were gathering. This view is looking over the roof of my house in the foreground and Quincy Elementary School a few blocks further away. Argentine Ridge is in the distance.
Another Oregon Grape caught my eye. I wish they were as sweet as Blueberries.
The Prince's Pine has gone to seed along the trail, but still looks somewhat like a flower.
Despite the dry weather, there is apparently enough moisture under logs and pieces of bark to keep the termites alive. A also saw a few ground beetles but they escapes before I could click the shutter.
I forgot the name of this cute little plant (below). Most of them were wilted, but this one still looks fairy fresh. I'll find the name again and insert it later.
Last, the currants are ripe and actually tasted reasonably sweet. I went back to the house with my addiction satisfied. Tomorrow is another day. I'll wake up cool with my camera battery charged.