When Tilly was 10 weeks old she hung out while I planted 41 tulip trees in tubes.Two years later all those trees have survived. Some have thrived, others are only slightly larger than when they were planted. Same weather, same soil, same source. What is the variable that accounts for the difference?Tree tubes are not magic. Maintenance is required.
I wonder about the instantaneous calculus of carbon. In the foreground fire is releasing co2, in the background, trees are sequestering co2. Where is the balance? How many trees does it take to balance out driving 12,000 miles a year, heating and cooling a house?
In the interior of the Pacific Northwest of the United States, the buttercup is called “Coyote’s eyes”. In the legend, Coyote was tossing his eyes up in the air and catching them again when Eagle snatched them. Unable to see, Coyote made eyes from the buttercup–Wikipedia
this photo is from the Northern Neck of Virginia, near Slabtown. I didn’t plant any of this grass. The grassed area had been in a soybean/corn rotation for the past 30 years (at least). A contractor in the neighborhood likes to say that grass “just happens”. The grass visible in this photo volunteers in late fall, after the Panicum dichotomiflorum stops growing. I wish this grass was year round… What is it?
