Oh boy, you just don't know how GREAT it is to see you!

Took some hair-pulling, but now you can visit with us on any device you have in hand. Even an old dinosaur computer like we use ;)


So, c'mon! How do we look? My hair okay??

P.S. Now that we've got this figured out (fingers crossed), we'll be looking forward to seeing you more than ever! Even if we don't own a cell phone ourselves ;)



October 19, 2014


Our friend and neighbor George is the undisputed King of the Garden up here.

Every year, he and his wife Muggs plant a huge garden, water it religiously, protect it from moose and deer and elk—and harvest an unbelievably huge crop of everything.

Which they then put up for winter, in root cellar or canning jars. Oh—and George makes jerky, too, and homemade slim jims.

Yeah, we're in awe.

Though we had a good gardening year, too, relatively speaking. Felt great to get a summer's worth of fresh peas and spinach, and even some chard that the bunnies didn't find.

As usual, our potatoes got eaten by potato beetles.

Onions? Well, I ate every one as scallions, and even though I stuck the root ends back in the ground, don't even have one full-size bulb to show off lol.

How'd your garden do this year? Got your pantry full of fruit preserves and veggies? Oh! Was just gonna ask about your heirloom tomatoes, and then remembered I forgot to brag about *my* tomato crop—four, count 'em, four Sun Sugar yellow cherry tomatoes, a personal best up here.

Oh well, there's always next year! Though I don't think King George has anything to fear from our efforts ;)



Photo by Muggs Clous


Once the flowers die down for the year, it's grasses that catch our eye. So many different kinds, each unique, each beautiful.

This one is a grass from Europe that grows across the country, pretty much, and way up into Canada. An invasive species, in other words.

But boy, isn't it pretty!


This is our only plant of "crested wheatgrass." No clue where it came from, though birds is my guess.

Don't those gleaming seedheads remind you of parted hair? They're flattened, not round, down both sides of that cool zigzaggy stem.

I'm sure we'll have more next year, once this one drops its seeds. And, yep, I'll probably be complaining about trying to get rid it in another year or two ;)

Invasive or not, I love bringing a handful of dry grasses into the house for a fall bouquet.

They sit right here on my desk, where I can enjoy a close-up view of their variety of seed shapes and those wonderful squiggly stems... until the mice decide that the seeds look mighty tasty.



I hate having a cold. Thankfully, they usually last only a few days. And at the very first sign, I start gobbling down the Vitamin C.

Not pills—oranges, orange juice, grapefruits, lemon tea, all that good stuff.

But when I woke up with a stuffy head, scratchy throat, and drippy nose and eyes last week, we were completely out of all of those things.

So I did what Great Britain did during World War II, when oranges couldn't be imported, and the population needed to be protected from getting scurvy, a disease caused by Vitamin C deficiency.

I loaded up on rose hips, one of the best Vitamin C sources there is.

British schoolkids were sent out to gather rose hips during World War II, to be turned into a vitamin-rich syrup.

And whenever I get a fall or winter cold, I go picking, too.

Wild roses (Rosa acicularis, commonly known as prickly rose, and, boy, does it live up to its name) grow all over up here, spreading into big patches.

Which is a good thing, because some years there's a bumper crop of the berries called hips, and some years there's hardly a one.

This was one of those "hardly a one" years, but thank to all those rose thickets, five minutes of picking still yielded enough for a pot of tea.

And then another five minutes, and another—two days is what it took, before I said, "Ugh. I can't drink another cup of this stuff."

By then, my cold was gone. But I love knowing there's still plenty of free-for-the-picking Vitamin C outside, should we need it.




We just love seeing all your pics on Facebook! So we're going to share our favorites on occasion, right here.

Want to make sure we see yours? Just post it on our Facebook pages, Sally Roth or An Eye on the Sparrow, which are both "nature pages" where we share new stuff every day. (Come and visit, if you haven't yet! We'd love to see you.)

And now, our very favorite this week, from Mimi Castaldi of Washington, D.C. Yes, there's wonderful nature things to watch, no matter where we live ;)

Boy, talk about learning something new every day—we knew hummingbirds love basil flowers, but we had no idea cardinals love the seeds!

Great shot, Mimi!



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