4/26/10

Early Spring Splendorness and a Cold Day in Hell

You might be thinking, "Holy crap, that's a lot of flower pictures!" but, truthfully, this is only a small sample of the bazillion or so photos that I took during two recent outings at Trout Park nature preserve. It's one of the most gorgeous little pockets of wonderful around, and, sadly, extremely rare in its diversity and status as an IL Nature Preserve. Joules started the tradition of hiking through it every spring, and I've lost track now how many years we've been going there. Suffice it to say, I never tire of seeing the miraculous emergence of the rare native wildflowers that survive there, despite the proximity of I-90; toxic runoff; destructive, ignorant idiots who treat this place like their own personal garbage can; and the invasive plants against which dedicated volunteers wage a continual war. Roland works there a lot and recently helped build a splendid log walkway over a wet portion of the trail. Yay Roland!

Here we are starting out (click on any photo to see it larger) -- Joules, Jennifer, and Joules' neighbor, Strange. Yes, that's her name, or at least that's what Julie calls her. Jennifer's daughter was also with us, but she had darted out of the picture at this point. Jennifer and I have been friends since first grade, though this is about the only time we see each other anymore.


The trilliums are fairly abundant here, which is amazing considering how much deer love them. They're not what you would call spectacular, but I think they're beautiful, and it always makes me happy to see them.



Jack in the pulpit. It's like the plant is hosting its own little puppet show.



Hepatica, or liver wort, so named for the shape of its leaves and the liver-like color of its leaves in the fall (you can see last year's leaves in this picture).


This is the first time in all the years we've been coming here that I saw twinleaf in bloom. There used to be one tiny little colony of this high quality plant, and now there's a whole neighborhood intermingled with the Virginia bluebells. Twinleaf is rated a 10 out of 10 in plant guides and is indicative of a high quality preserve. And it was blooming!! Did I mention that?


Not the best shot, but this is a sweet little trout lily blossom. They're very tiny, and they take seven years to bloom.


Skunk cabbage is the first native to appear, sometimes poking through the snow as early as February. It generates enough heat to actually melt the snow around it. I should have gotten a close up of the skunk cabbage blossom -- it's very prehistoric looking. This plant is pollinated by flies, because it stinks (though I don't think it's any worse than garlic mustard).


This skunk cabbage was growing right up through a thistle. Who will win the smackdown? My money is on the thistle. When I went back the following weekend, the thistle did seem to have the upper...leaf.


The contrast of the grey and brown of early spring and the glowing marsh marigolds is spectacular.


Wild ginger. I don't think it tastes like ginger; I've never tried it, actually. This plant is pollinated by ants.



There are springs and creeks running all through the park. Volunteers regularly rake out piles and piles of watercress, which can clog the creek to the point of stopping the water altogether. Then they have giant tea sandwich parties.


Dutchman's breeches, which are in the bleeding heart family. The flowers look like little upside down pants. How cute are they jiggling in the breeze?!



Bloodroot, so named for the red juice in its stem and roots. The flower is utterly perfect.


During the second visit, Roland, Amy, Lenore and I went on a guided walk where we also saw poison ivy being borned (everyone gathered around to look but not touch).


Awww...it's so cute and rosy!



And carion flower (I'm not sure if it's a native, I think it is), which is also pollinated by flies because it smells like rotting meat. (Mmmm!) I took our guide's word for it. I forgot to take a picture though.

Lenore took a picture of me taking pictures. :)
I'm wearing my hip new peace sign tiny backpack bag, which we purchased at a local head shop. This shop, I think it's called Igor's, has been in old town C'Ville forever -- at least since the 70s. Marty said they have fun tie dye stuff in there, so we stopped by to browse. My bag still smells odd...that weird incense smell? I hope it goes away eventually. Lenore bought a card there and mailed it, and the recipient said she could still smell the shop too.



This past weekend rained, so I caused Hell to get just a little chilly by cleaning my house. Hoops was all, "Hey, my spiders, my spiders! I need those cobwebs for my whiskers! Whadya doin' with that vacuum cleaner?! I cannot support this activity and must hide forthwith! Call me when it's over so that I may resume ignoring you in peace!"

I also experimented with a crockpot recipe for lentils (good but very much not photogenic) and bread (also surprisingly good). I used dough from the "no knead" routine (i.e., refrigerated, no-knead dough I had mixed up last weekend) which I let rest for 40 minutes and then "baked" on high in the crockpot for about 4 hours. If you try this, be sure to prop the lid open a teeny bit with a wooden spoon or chopstick. This method of bread making holds great promise for the summer, when I am loath to turn on the oven. The next experiment will be pasta-free vegetarian crockpot lasagna. I know -- crazy! You use eggplant strips instead of noodles and then layer all the other junk in the normal lasagna-like way.

And, I got my hair cut with a side of highlights. Same salon, new gal, and I like it.



(Since learning what "rabbit ears" are, Hua now thinks it's *very* funny to do this in photos. Except I'm about the only one in the office who's short enough to be her victim, so I must be sporting and endure.)

4/17/10

Springing

I'm trying very hard not to take several hundred pictures of all the stuff starting to bloom in my yard. This is my favorite time of year for many reasons, but one reason is all the new green and how tidy everything still is. Too soon, I know control will be lost. In the meantime...

Look at my grape hyacinths being borned!


And the first of the blossoms on the sour cherry tree!


Ooo! And the bleeding hearts!


And the Virginia bluebells dangling merrily in the breeze!


OK, sorry, I'll stop now. Word of warning though: I fell off the wagon during our recent hike through Trout Park. Photos coming!

4/8/10

Easter 2010


Me and the parental units post Easter dinner. Photography by Lenore. Unfortunately, Odie and Kim left before we remembered there was a camera available. Come back, Odie, so you can be documented!

More photography fun...
Lenore likes these pictures better, because she doesn't look quite so much like a vampire. Anemia's such a bitch.


4/4/10

D.C. Sweep

Nice new stove on which to boil eggs...


Happy Easter! We noticed there's no Google Easter image -- separation of church and Google perhaps. Anyway, the only entries this year came from Lenore's sibs in D.C. I'm told there may still be one coming from aunt Zita, which, technically, is Baltimore, but close enough for a sweep.


Always dependable, Austin and William's ornate and beautifully presented entry is colorful...like them! Congratulations to our winners! First place out of...um...2.

Tracy misunderstood the meaning of "dye" as it applies to eggs and sent an egg that died. He's a little slow, but we love him anyway.



***Later That Same Easter***
Zita wins the Amish award for noting the natural egg dye suggestions posted earlier and coloring her eggs with onion skins and pomegranate juice. They're beautiful! Also, they are well-traveled eggs, since she brought them to Easter Brunch for their own photo shoot at A&W's (Lenore egged her on to bring them). Thanks to Laura, btw, for being the emailer of entries and not even stealing any.



Alas, Lynda was unable to steal create an entry this year, as she was in hospital experimenting with some new chemo drugs. Let's hope they work and don't turn her off of egg salad.

4/1/10

Let's Motor!


Behold my sweet new plate holders. I got them for Christmas from Odie and the parental units, but was waiting for a nice day to install them.



Aren't these bird houses cute?! Lenore's very quiet and reclusive neighbor made them and left them for her on her back porch with a sweet little note. She's only talked to him once, but he does wave to us. He works at a gun shop, so it's wise to stay on his good side. Sometimes we hear shots and suspect he's shooting the raccoons. (gulp!) He drives to work, but always rides his bike to the local bar (even in the winter), which seems responsible enough.

Got Eggs?

Need some inspiration for fanciful Easter Eggs?





Don't worry, these are courtesy of the Internet. You still have time to enter and win a valuable Perky Potholder!

Lenore and I dyed our eggs early, since it was her "good" week, but they were not quite as artistic. We went for quantity over quality since it was a busy weekend. We also dyed some unboiled eggs, just for fun, and of course those were the ones I dropped (only two though).







Then we made sweet potato casserole (with an orange and a green egg), bread (with no eggs), and oatmeal cookies for my dad (with a blue egg).



In between all that kitchen activity, we ate out about 37 times, including a VFW fish fry with my mom, salads with unwieldy utensils at Thirsty Vine with Kim and Marty, and the best spaghetti I've had in a long time at Rosie O'Hare's of all places. We also had what Tommy calls "used chicken" (a.k.a. broasted chicken from Jewel) at Mom and Dad's (with mom's fabulous salad and the aforementioned bread and sweet potatoes). Needless to say, Lenore gained back a few pounds from her oatmeal and grits chemo diet.

In case anyone wants to try natural egg dye, I got this off the Care2 web site. Sounds kind of fun...you know, if you're feeling Amish.

Red
Red onion skins, use a lot (boil with eggs)
Pomegranate juice

Orange
Yellow onion skins (boil with eggs)

Yellow
Lemon or orange peel (boil with eggs)
Carrot tops (boil with eggs)
Celery seed (boil with eggs)
Ground cumin (boil with eggs)
Ground turmeric (boil with eggs)

Yellow Brown
Dill seeds (boil with eggs)

Brown
Strong coffee
Instant coffee
Black walnut shells (boil with eggs)

Yellow Green
Bright green apple peels (boil with eggs)

Green
Spinach leaves (boil with eggs)

Blue
Canned blueberries and their juice
Red cabbage leaves (boil with eggs)
Purple grape juice

Violet Blue
Violet blossoms
Red onion skins, less amount than you need to make red (boil with eggs)

Lavender
Diluted purple grape juice
Violet blossoms plus squeeze of lemon (boil with eggs)

Pink
Beets, fresh or canned
Cranberries or cranberry juice
Raspberries
Red grape juice

I almost forgot to post our St. Patty's Day dinner with Kim, Marty, Roland, and Amy. We went to a new place, Game's On, which I may or may not try again for food. It was pretty bad, but I suspect the cook had no experience with Irish food (but then why serve it?!). There were no potatoes with the (chewy!) corned beef and cabbage (though the carrots were good), and Lenore got fish and chips, but I guess the cook thought chips meant...chips, as in potato chips. Also, it was VERY loud. What's up with these places that blast the volume so loud you can't even hear yourself talk? Isn't the whole point of going out to socialize? I don't get it. Restaurants, too, have gotten really loud. Or maybe I'm just getting old. Nah.

Roland got a delicious looking martini, seen here being sampled by Amy. I was happy to learn they have Blue Moon beer on tap; my other two watering holes no longer carry it.



Yes, it was as appetizing at it looked.



We were cute though! Lenore does not like this picture, because she's all washed out, but hey, it's my blog.



Roland got shepard's pie. I don't remember if he liked it.