Psst…you gotta come and see this!!!

Said the 4-year-old. It usually meant, “look what I am doing or have done or what the cats and dogs have done: but this time it was special. “Shh “she said as she motioned us to come quick and be quiet.

wild deerIt was a beautiful female deer, down by the creek at the back of our property. We had a perfect view of her from the deck. She was quietly munching on rose hips and false Solomon Seal berries. She might be the same doe from last summer, she looks similar. What a treat.

And……. what a treat for the 4-year-old. A year ago she was afraid of the tiniest bugs, creatures, and animals. A clear case of NDD (nature deficit disorder). Today she embraces all. The telling point was when she requested help saving a frog who was hopping through the grass just before a dog training class. We had to help him through the fence, in case he got stepped on, maybe his mom was looking for him. Empathy training doesn’t come any easier.

 

Save A Butterfly

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I planted a milkweed last year for the first time. I wanted to see if it would survive in our Zone 3. It was disappointing in the spring because there was no plant. Well it surprised me and survived. We do not have monarch butterflies here, but we do have butterflies and they are beautiful as well and they do like my milkweed. I am going to plant more this fall.

I  signed the Monarch Manifesto below for the monarch butterflies

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My pledge for monarch butterflies.

I commit to:

  1. GROW milkweed and other native wildflowers in my yard and/or on my balcony
  2. REPORT monarch butterfly sightings in my community using #monarchwatch
  3. AVOID using pesticides or herbicides in my yard or garden
  4. CONTACT at least one school, faith group, business or other institution in my neighbourhood about planting a butterfly garden
  5. CALL local garden centres and nurseries to ask them to order native milkweed plants for next spring

If You Build It, Garden of Dreams

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It’s a cliché from a so-so movie; Field of Dreams but I always hoped that if I added the right food and timing to my garden I could get the hummingbirds to eat from the garden and not from the feeders. It finally happened this year.

Hummingbirds arrive here in May and they are hungry. Most of them are tiny and feisty and we so enjoy watching them at our six feeders. I feel bad though because I am feeding them refined white sugar and water. I know it wouldn’t be good for me and I am sure it is not the best for them, but they are so ravenous and will tap on the windows if the feeders are empty.

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At this time there is not enough pollen food in my garden, but this year because of the extreme heat everything bloomed at least two to three weeks early. Usually there are no hummingbirds around and we have packed away the feeders. For the last two weeks I have been spotting them in the garden eating from the flowers. I just haven’t had a camera handy.

I could hear them all afternoon while I was dead heading. I could hear them over the din of the bees eating from the bee balm. I made Papa sit out on the patio with the cameras focussed until he got a shot of them.

I have tried very hard to plant for pollinators and it has paid off in spades. We have had bees of all stripes, butterflies and now hummingbirds eating the from the flowers.

Transitions

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“I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know.”
— Tove Jansson

August that month when it’s not quite fall but summer is getting tired. The annuals are starting to fade and the fall flowers are coming into their glory. The days grow shorter and even if it is 30 degrees in the daytime its seems the nights cool down quickly and come upon you faster. The night lights come on earlier and the solar lights are all that we see in the garden.

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“Every year, the bright Scandinavian summer nights fade away without anyone’s noticing. One evening in August you have an errand outdoors, and all of a sudden it’s pitch-black. It is still summer, but the summer is no longer alive.”

— Tove Jansson

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Happy Birthday Tove Jansson!
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Barn Art (part two)

We finished painting the potting shed door. Everyone got to pick a bird so we have a parrot, a canary, an owl and “robin in the rain” to live in the garden of recycled flowers. Of course “Mr. sun has to shine down.

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Plein Air Painting

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Barn Art and Summer Colour

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I have always loved murals in public spaces. Our town has some spectacular art work in our downtown alleys. It counters the “broken window theory” and makes a trip down an alley a wonderful experience.

My barn door is small and inconspicuous. I thought it would be fun to try to mural it.  I framed it to paint last year. This is the finished product. It was difficult painting the rough barn board. I painted Sophie our one and only pig, Mocha one of our Nigerian Dwarf goats; she actually posed for me, Satchmo our last rooster, and Sparkle our oldest cat as a kitten. You can’t  have a barn with a pig without a spider so it your loo closely you will see Charlotte.

I also decided to “graffiti” my potting shed door. We have been collecting bottle tops from Charlie’s baby food tube things since October when I started babysitting her. I was inspired by people who use this type of plastic for massive art installations; so here is our small one. We still have some work to do on the rest of the door so we will update you later.

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All this art is by what we have in the garden and in the barn. It’s a riot of colour, shapes and forms.

The fairy garden continues to grow. The story is that the large fairy on top looks after the whole fairy world. Note she is also in charge of bee hives and hummingbirds. The former empty house is occupied and has a baby lamb. Who knows who else might move in.

And the log cabin that has sat lonely and unfinished for years, now has a roof. It looks like it would be the right size for a horse?

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Top of the World

IMG_8111It was a great hike to the ‘top of the world” at Sun Peaks Mountain. It is actually just a hop skip and a jump as the crow flies from our house. We live at the same elevation as the village and we could drive the back logging roads to  Sun Peaks but its much more civilized to take the long way; a drive into town, turn right a drive up the highway and a right turn for a 32km ride up the mountain.

We went to see the alpine meadow flowers. In town there has been a vitriolic conversation and legislation acted on  about the cosmetic use of pesticides (including herbicides). The council has banned the use for residential  gardens. A moot point because nationally the federal government still allows the product to be sold. I don’t use insecticides or herbicides preferring natural methods (lady bugs for aphid control) or good old-fashioned physical labour. It is a constant war with burdock and thistle. I dig it up and it keeps on growing. I also believe that one mans weed is a another man’s toilet paper. Just think we have 1000’s of tourist coming here to see our wild flowers in their natural setting but don’t let them find any of them in our perfectly manicured front yards.

 

The dry warm spring and the high heat so far this summer has hastened the flowers growth. Lupines and balsam were finished and asters and paintbrush were coming to their end as well. Still it was a beautiful and adventuresome  hike.

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Our good friends Krista and Mike came with us and Krista is the best to person to have with you when you are identifying plants. Agrology is her specialty, as well as telling harrowing bear encounter stories.

When she called back to me that a bear was on trail behind me I thought she was kidding. Nope! Big bear.

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Arenaria, wouldn’t this make an attractive ground cover.

 

 

 

 

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Sun Peaks, the walk down through a field of Cow Parsley

 

 

 

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Being a candidate for knee replacements it’s a long hike for me, especially the down hill. I didn’t bring a walking pole so Mike made me one.

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He had his trusty pocket knife out and fashioned one in no time. I left it at the bottom in the bucket of loaner walking poles. Hope the hiker who takes it enjoys!IMG_8123

We are so lucky to live in such a beautiful part of the world. Tourists flock to our natural surroundings and wide open spaces. We need to fight to keep it this way. Education is the key. Make sure your children and grandchildren don’t suffer from NDD (nature deficit disorder).  Inform yourself, get involved.

 

p.s. the marmot insisted on giving us a lecture at the bottom.  He thinks we should all get along in nature as well.

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Purple and Red

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“When I am an old woman I shall wear purple

With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.”

Jenny Joseph   (the poem is called “Warning”, the story is very funny!)

Its been a red and purple summer so far!

Practicing Imagination

“I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.”
Albert Einstein

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My granddaughter Stella has a diet heavy in television. Some age appropriate and some not. She had a hard time with the fairy garden. New houses appeared overnight, fairies borrowed things. Sometimes the whole street scheme changed. When the two ponies and the barn arrived, she was beside herself. She kept asking if the fairies were real, how did we know, she would ask. How did I know about fairies. “They live in my imagination” I said. “Anything that is in my imagination is real for as long as I want it.”

Stella asked me last week if she could crawl into my ear. “Say what?” I said. “I want to see what’s in your head” “The pictures you see, in your imagination”

“Well,  I see a fairy, practicing riding her dragonfly, kind of like your riding lesson today. She has to be very good at handling the dragonfly so she doesn’t crash-land”

Today she was in my studio helping feed my canary. She suddenly asked how I could make my dogs fly. I was a little perplexed until I realized she was looking up at a memory board of pictures..

echo-agilityPractice, sweetheart, just practice!”

Don’t forget to practice your imagination today.

“Everything you can imagine is real.”
Pablo Picasso