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Each winter when there is frost or snow we use the plum tree as a feeding place for the local birds.
“Local birds” being every two-legged, feathered creature in the vicinity, apparently.
It really wouldn’t surprise me (much) if I were to look out and see an ostrich among the assembly.
Even the crows find something acceptable to eat in the form of the fat & seed balls meant for tits¹ which they simply drag up to the branch they’re sitting on, clever buggers…

The pigeons are too big and unwieldy to partake of the feed suspended from the tree and too brainless to do as the crows, but luckily the smaller birds are messy eaters, so they don’t have to go hungry either.

fluffed up pigeons

The deep snow sure made for some funny impressions:

‘duck’ on a pond

Here’s one of the messy eaters:

feeding bird

And if you’d all take a look at the original photo, I have a riddle for you.
Apart from that yellow birdie at the feeding station there is one other bird in the photo. Can you spot it?

Spot bird number two.

Eyes smarting already? Ok, let’s get on with the photos.
Here’s some sorting through the seed mess on the floor.
Note the duck impression the one in the back is giving.

bird assembly

These two don’t have much going for interspecies relations, stolidly staring off in opposite directions.

Pigeon and magpie: not talking

Two more birdies feeding:

lookout

And for those who need it - the solution to the riddle above:

spot the bird - solution

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1. The songbirds of that name, Caesar, the songbirds… [back]

So, it snowed again today.

After spending some time cussing (with good reason…) and shovelling the snow off the driveway, I grabbed my cam and took a few pics.

Enjoy:

the neighbours’ fence

snow supported on hibiscus seed pods

snow invading the partially roofed backyard

Path?

What path?

the greenhouse

paw prints…

… from the neighbours’ tom

snowy blanket covering every pot, shrub and barrel

I may have neither the know-how nor the impressive gear that Kik has, but still we have one thing in common: give us a camera and some nature and we’re happy as a pig in the muck, and cavort around, taking pictures of just about anything.

Which we then did.
As you might have guessed.

I tried to narrow it down to a certain type, but did not succeed, so all I can say is that the following pictures show mallow.

pink flowered mallow

zoom on pink flowered mallow

closed buds of pink flowered mallow

opening bud of pink flowered mallow with bug

white flowered mallow

Near a pasture I found a patch of white clover (Trifolium repens), which stunned me somewhat:

white clover

“Well, yes, that is white clover,” I hear you say. “Seen it, searched for the four-leaved ones, thanks to those never-quite-dying superstitions… But those are all only trefoil, so what’s the big deal, Mel? Don’t get out much, do you?”

“No, no,” says I, “I know my clover. Actually, we have tons of it growing in our lawn, unfortunately.”

“Well, it looks a bit tatty,” you say, trying to be polite.¹

Ok, it seems you’ll never guess, so I’ll just show you, ok?

OMG, it’s teh giant man-eating clover, ruuuun!!!

*coughs*
Sorry.
Got a bit carried away there.

Anyway, a bit further on we found some normal sized clover, which came as a bit of a relief for me.

normal white clover, with bee

And there was more - albeit less astounding - flora to see:

thistle

some grain growing wild, with insect

white campion (Silene latifolia)

But what’s a foray into nature without some buzzing insects?

soldier beetle, on flowering goutweed, if I am not totally mistaken

Then someone got it all wrong about photos and how they are taken and alighted on the telephoto lens of Kik’s camera…:

common scorpionfly (Panorpa communis) being “photogenic”

Let us now get to the point Pandora has already been demanding in part two of my castle posts:
The shy creatures that were on the pasture I mentioned earlier on.

“Bummer, that two-legged creature found our hiding place…”

“… let’s go, Lizzy.”

And last but not least…

… a bit of a view.

P.S.:

“Who’re you lookin’ at?!?”

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1. I can’t help the feeling that this sounds like the type of conversation I might have with Pandora…. [back]

Like any good castle the Kasteel Doorwerth of course has a moat.

moat, bridge and castle

The most important picture I took, I think:

stick beside the moat

moat, seen through an arch

water lilies

ducks, in and out of focus

some plants, as seen from a bridge

Anyone got any idea what those baskets are for?

determined plant, clinging to the wall of the moat

Um, ugh, ok….

Push to call…. the Vikings?!?!? Um, better not….

strange device at one of the doors

could be so authentic… except for the plastic….

The day after seeing Disturbed we did not lazily recuperate but drove to a castle that is not very far from Kik’s place: Kasteel Doorwerth.

Dating back to the 13th century (and originally named Kasteel Dorenweerd until around 1800) the castle has been burned and bombed (ahem…) to pieces a few times and has been through the hands of various owners, including German ones through the 17th and 18 century.

These days you can come and gape at the castle and the surrounding landscape, visit a museum situated inside or eat at a restaurant there.
We settled for gaping and snapping photos.

turrets, as seen over outer wall

a view from the inside court

view from behind

the castle gardens

gate to nowhere

Growing inside the the court is a somewhat tattered (*cough, cough*) black locust tree, or false acacia (Robinia pseudoacacia), which is said to be the oldest one in the Netherlands.
Considering that it was apparently planted in the first half of the 17th century, only shortly after the North American tree was introduced to Europe by the Frenchman J. Robin in 1601, this sounds very likely indeed.

close-up 1

close-up 2

close-up 3

false acacia in all its splendor

Welcome, dear readers, to another episode of “Trying to Mutilate Yourself in Six Easy Steps” with Melantrys.

Step 1: Pick a tree that sneakily started to grow on its own behind the lilac. Better yet, pick two.

Step 2: Fetch a spade and start to dig.

Step 3: Dig closer to the trunk by hacking at tree roots with the spade.

Step 4: Forget you are working close to a fence.

Step 5: Hit fence post with a finger in mid-hack. For good measure, don’t just hit the post, but scrape along it as well.

Step 6: Sink to knees while pressing your hand to your chest.

Is this my finger joint?

Actually, I don’t want this to be my finger, ‘k?

Actually, the whole of the photo is way more horrid than the cutout I posted above (Update 2009/07/10)

It’s a shame, really, that the colour isn’t coming out so well in the photos. In real life the joint is a truly interesting shade of blue.

Update (2009/07/04):

Went to my regular doc yesterday, and he was happy I’d already had x-rays done to rule out a break cos from the looks of my finger he’d have suspected one.

Here’s a pic of my finger today. Add a bit of blue in your mind; the cam’s still eating some of the colour.

I think it’s fascinating how the blood is wandering off into various directions (lower finger joint: purple; upper segment of finger and knuckle: blue to purple to green)….:

Look at the pretty colours!!!

So, is this writer’s block, or plain laziness?
I don’t know, but I’ll try to ramble in a vaguely interesting way for a while.

*sips some Grüne Witwe*

*draws a blank*

Maybe it really is writer’s block then.

Anyway.

My Lilium Erotica has survived the relatively tough winter and shily put forth its first flower today.
The Lilium Perversum looks like it might soon follow. Well, all I can hope for then is that the flowers will distract from the otherwise really sad look of the poor thing.

A good week ago, when I went to water the lilies I discovered that the leaves of the red one were thoroughly riddled with holes.
There were a lot of bright red bugs sitting close to the stem, and they were kind of looking guilty, so I picked them out of the lily, threw them onto a stone and stepped on them. *squish* The few eggs that I found I rubbed between my fingers. *mash*
And before you call me evil, firstly, they were responsible for the bedraggled look of my lily, and secondly, despite their nice, friendly colour and all, those bugs gave me the creeps. I had to seriously force myself to reach out and grab each one of them. The German wiki has the best photo; the English one might be more comprehensible to most of you though.

What else….?

Have been working at work, and here at home weeding, weeding, weeding…. Why do weeds grow so much better and faster than pretty, pretty flowers and veggies, eh?!

Got a variety of tomato plants inside the greenhouse and out, also peppers sweet and hot, chilis, eggplants, freaky decorative eggplants, courgettes in light green, yellow and “white” (Thank you “Uncle Bob” Bobby Seeds!), and round ones.

Furthermore we ordered some stuff from a mailorder gardening shop: thornless brambles, a blueberry shrub, figs, interesting strawberries, and an ‘erb with annoying habits.

When the plants arrived in early spring, I planted them all out into the garden. The spring starflower, which they are selling here as Andean garlic, was already merrily in bloom. As the flowers are edible too, they made for nice deco on the odd salad.
Then the first one seemed to dry off and die. Shortly afterwards, the second did the same. The third and last held on a little longer and appears to be lying in its death throes now.
But.
Little green shoots are suddenly growing out of two empty patches in my herb bed and out of the middle of the “dying” third plant.
From what I just read when I went picture-hunting, that’s absolutely normal behaviour for that plant…. ‘K.

And a last garden thing…
For my birthday I got a flowerpot from the neighbours. Guess it was on discount, as it looked rather Easterly, with a huge fake white egg and a bow made out of greenery stuck into the middle of it…
Anyway, the main inhabitant of the pot was a hydrangea with white flowers. A, not to put too fine a point on it, shrub. Growing rather nicely out of the 20 by 20cm pot it came in.
Once the weather was stable enough for me to dare allow it out into the wilderness, I got a surprise. Most of the room inside the pot was taken up by plastic foil. The actual inner pot size was about 8cm.
The kind of pot I put my veggie seedlings in.
So.
What kind of plant hating gardener puts a shrub into such a small pot?
I don’t have to mention that it contained more roots than soil, do I?

Oh my, now this is almost a pure garden post.
You poor readers.

Let me quickly add another topic:
Music.
These days I am listening to a lot of Malicorne, while occasionally cussing the fact that they don’t exist anymore.
If someone invents a time machine, please let me know, I’d really have liked to see those guys live.
*sighs*

Here’s some “videos”. Enjoy the songs (hopefully)!

A capella:
Le Prince d’Orange

Quand je menai mes chevaux boire

Branle/La Peronelle

La fiancée du timbalier

And for those with more than 10 minutes to spare:
La fille aux chansons (Marion s’y promène)

Now it’s almost 1am, I am feeling tired and headachy and almost sure that the title of this post is more amusing than the post itself.

Good night, everyone!

… to all my impatient readers:

A few photos of a recent sunrise:

the sunrise of…

… last week’s Sunday

A word to the wise: Never, ever get a bathroom that faces east.
Or west for that matter, I suppose.
Or anywhere that might turn out to be a good subject for a photo.

Let’s just say things were quite urgent by the time I was done with running to fetch the cam and shooting photos.

Today will mark the launch of - hopefully - a series of informative posts on… well… flora.
Otherwise known as plants.
Or “that green stuff with the nice colourful blobs”.

Whichever definition you prefer¹ I am going to take you places² that you’ve probably never been to before: to see some more… unusual… plants.

Almost everyone has heard of lilies, and a lot of people have actually seen lilies.

What most people are completely unaware of though are the few fascinating³ and rare species this particular plant has developed.

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Lilium Erotica

lilium erotica

A rather big flowered species of lily that produces a huge amount of blooms in showy colours, smells extremly strongly and produces twice the amount of pollen that most other lily species produce.
Possesses a strong sex drive.

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Lilium Perversum

lilium perversum

A subspecies of lilium erotica.
Possesses a strong, uncurbed sex drive.
Actively pollinates everything from unrelated plants like hibiscus over animals to humans.
The pollen is very aggressive and almost impossible to wipe off. In case of contact it is recommended to wash it off with soap and water. Feel free to liberally use disinfectant - you never know where the pollen has been before.

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1. you’re even allowed to make up your own [back]
2. figuratively speaking [back]
3. if at times somewhat bizarre [back]

A comment reminded me of something long overdue:
pics of the greenhouse being in use.

The outside seen from various angles:

The inside:

The terrace:

A so-called “balcony tomato” for cultivation in a pot…

… among the first we bought, and thus already starting on tomato production.

Although some of the tomatoes outside the greenhouse aren’t far behind:

tomato blooms

Hm, beans…

And back inside some of the seeds have been busy:

Don’t always believe “best by” dates. These Okra seeds were only supposed to keep till December ‘07 - and the package had already been opened!

The following pics are of the new ones I came across by accident in a home-improvement market. It was the only package they had (left?), and I immediately grabbed it.
The okras on the package look darker and more shiny than I know them, so let’s see what the plants will produce - if the filthy German weather doesn’t kill them dispite the greenhouse, that is.

And why are they “spineless” anyway??? Got no backbone, the fucking cowards, eh?!

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