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Welcome to what I hope is a leaner and meaner ESPatch website.

I have reduced the size, consolidated the sidebar and tried everything I could to speed up the load time (including waxing and greasing the inter-webs, naturally).

Tell me you no longer have time, while it is loading, to make an entire cup of tea…Annie?

Now, onto those brains:

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I am happy to announce that I finally have closure to the “floating brain” anomalies that have been showing up in my pond for countless years.

“Aye, since I was a whipper snapper those brain anomalies have been showing up in his pond.”

And this is it in a word:

“Viviparous”

Brains...more Brains!

A reader who was conducting research on waterlilies kept coming across this word and subsequently searched it on Google and low and behold my “floating brain” mystery was solved…thanks for solving this brain teasing puzzle Max P, and for informing me.

Here is the definition of being viviparous:

1. Producing living young instead of eggs from within the body in the manner of nearly all mammals, many reptiles, and a few fishes.
2. Germinating while still attached to the parent plant (or) producing plantlets.

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It turns out that my Madam Ganna Walska tropical water lily happens to be one on the list of the most popular viviparous tropical lilies on the market today.

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The brains start life as gelatinous looking growths in the center of a lily pads. The brain grows until the original lily pad decays and completely disintegrates, leaving only a floating ‘brain’.

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Ack, ack, ack, ack!

The brain eventually gets large enough and heavy enough to sink to the bottom of the pond where it can take root and start growing in the organic sludge…ingenious.

Talking about things that look like other things.

Here is another rather strange video from the director (ahem) that gave you the internationally (ahem) acclaimed short:  “Looks Like..1”

Moving along:

You can wipe your butt with its soft fuzzy leaves.

You can make a medicinal tea out of it to treat coughs, sore throats and bronchitis.

You can even extract oil from the plant’s flowers to relieve pain from earaches and infections, hemorrhoids, inflammations, rashes, sunburns, and bruises.

Verbascum thapsus L.

Mullein,

Verbascum thapsus L.

 

also called Wooly Mullein, Velvet-leaf, Flannel-leaf, Jacob’s Staff and Quaker Rouge, a most versatile plant indeed.

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Pick it after a heavy dew to achieve that extra ‘fresh’  feeling…

What?!

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The plant is often called “cowboy toilet paper,”

114116.gifbut beware, overuse of the plant externally can irritate the skin and if you harvest the plant from the roadside there is always the risk of pollutants, and you most certainly do not want any of those anywhere…

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down there.

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Quakers were not allowed to use makeup way back when, but rubbing wooly mullein leaves on their cheeks (facial) resulted in a desirable ruby blush…hence “Quaker Rouge.”

Finally:

Blue Jay

I found this fledgling Blue Jay huddled against my back deck, its mother was up in an adjacent pecan tree beckoning to it.

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It was not at all afraid of me as I took a couple of pictures, I took this one a few inches away from it,  just before it let out the most unearthly scream…so much volume for such a small bird.  Then it blundered to the relative safety and cover of my Hoja Santa plants.

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Luckily for it, this current cold snap has all the local cats hunkered down in much warmer places…

Forest Gump

…Fly Mr Blue Jay…Fly.

 

Stay Tuned for:

“Pick, Pick, Picking”

 

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“Test of Courage”

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It seems to have been a long spring this year and we have been making the most of it spending as much time outdoors as possible before the tigers

ruin it all, and they will.

Especially with our recent downpours and now greenhouse-like conditions.

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Taking advantage of these final relatively bite-free days, we have once again been busy breaking open geodes, as you do, snort.

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We got lucky with this one.

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This is “Natures Treasures” in Austin, they have a large selection of rocks, crystals and minerals…a color and texture for every plant, planter and container.

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It is one of their favorite places to shop, I cannot believe we all have punch cards.

Armed with buckets they run around gathering different colored raw rocks that will be later smacked with a hammer and tumbled.

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On our return trip home I spotted this century plant,

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these are beginning to bloom all over Austin right now. Someone had recently hacked off this ones lower limbs in preparation for its imminent demise and subsequent nasty stinky rotten messyness.

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You’re okay Kumo.

On a smaller scale this Yucca Recurvifolia

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is putting out the first flower spike of the year, offering protection for this lacewing:

Yucca Recurvifolia

Moving Along:

I have a couple of these Star Jasmine ‘Star of Toscane’ scrambling up a 10ft high section of my bull-wire fence. It is evergreen, richly fragrant and hardy.

'Star of Toscane'

But the best thing about this plant…

…is how it looks against our house and trim color. The dark green leaves punch out the gold tones of the flowers.

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I expect this fence to be completely covered next year.

Staying with vines for a moment, this is another great plant when you can find it,

Bauhinia corymbosa

Orchid Vine or

hermione

Bauhinia corymbosa

 

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Fatsia Japonica gets very happy with some additional moisture.

This

Pittosporum tobira

 

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pruned up, looks like a miniature big tree.

I think I can say this bed is officially out of control:

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As are these oxygenating pond plants,

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I always have to thin these out after their initial spring fling.

Reaching into the uncharted murky depths of my pond is not for the feint-hearted, oh no,

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it is a test of courage.

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I am just happy that it was my daughter’s hand that came up with this bloodworm stuck on the side of it.

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Brrr.

On that note,

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Stay Tuned for:

“Brains”…Case Closed!

 

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intergalactic reproduction strictly prohibited, and
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