The name "clasping," means that the leaves "partially clasp the stem."
Photographic and poetic meanderings along the countryside or while flying an airplane.
Except as noted, all images copyrighted by and should be attributed to E B Hawley.
I had become many eons ago a traveling literary gnome, inquisitive about places I had and had not visited,
walking the same paths of peoples from the past, through places once grand and still grand,
photographing images that now show me the places about which I still dream . . .
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Ye Ol' Covered Up Barn
While surreptitiously crouching around attempting to remain hidden from the Wilson's phalaropes, avocets, and Great Blue heron, I came upon a very, very old barn. At some time along the way, someone covered up the old wooden walls with corrugated zinc, preparing my canvas for today (who cleverly, if I may say so myself, carried my infrared camera along with my binoculars).
Monday, May 13, 2013
Goatsbeard
Another lovely bloom at this time of year, the Goatsbeard, Tragopogon; my Wildflowers of Texas and my Horton's Third tell me that this flower was introduced from Europe, is native there, in North Africa, and in Asia, and that it has now become "wild" in the United States.
Sunday, May 12, 2013
Horned Lizard Among Flowers
Foxglove, page 290, Wildflowers of Texas, by Geyata Ajilvsgi.
Sandy Brazoria, page 254, Wildflowers of Texas.
Powderpuff, page 248, Wildflowers of Texas; Pink Sensitive Brier, page 116, Texas Wildflowers, A Field Guide by Campbell and Lynn Loughmiller.
Green Milkweed, page 14, Wildflowers of Texas.
Prickly Pear, page 80, Texas Wildflowers, revised edition.
Hedgehog Cactus, page 70, Texas Wildflowers.
Crameria, page 254, Wildflowers of Texas.
Basketflower, page 306, Wildflowers of Texas.
The yuccas begin to flower.
Near the plants shown above, I spotted a horned lizard, naturally, the only sojourn from my truck without my camera. After dashing to retrieve my camera, I returned to look for the horned lizard, but doggies and I spooked him under some yucca plants -- as we thundered up the hill, excitedly. Remembering General McArthur's words I say, "We shall return," camera in hand!
Also seen on this day: collared and prairie lizards.
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Friday, May 10, 2013
Owl's Mansion
A pair of barn owls nest in the old house. Evidence points to several years, perhaps at least a decade, of them nesting there, in one of the closets. I checked in on them today. They have two nestlings now. Fortunately, Lila will send pictures to South Plains Wildlife Rehabilitation Center for advice on how to care for the owls while they grow and then can leave the house. For now, we put a chain and a lock on the gate to the property, and a No Trespassing sign. Note the mouse at mama owl's feet. Eek.
Blooming Bok Choy
I knew already when I placed these bok choy on my floor for a photograph that I would not eat them for supper, choosing instead to continue to admire their blooms. As soon as I put them down, from seemingly out of nowhere, my twenty-two year old Dachsund -- that ol' bag of bones -- shot toward the bok chou, grabbed one and ran off with it, chewing as he escaped. I managed to salvage what he left for a photograph, below.
Thursday, May 9, 2013
Chef Jose Andres
In the iPhone photo above, I show a modified version of Chef Andres' tapa recipe, Garlic Shrimp and Catalan Spinach. I cherish eating locally grown foods, the spinach here, grown by Denny.
And here is the recipe published by the Wall Street Journal in their Eating & Drinking section, Saturday/Sunday, 16-17 March, 2013:
6 T olive oil, plus extra for brushing bread
1 Golden Delicious apple, cut into 1/4-inch dice
4 T pine nuts
4 T seedless raisins
10 ounces of baby spinach
Salt, to taste
4 cloves of garlic
5 chiles de arbol, crumbled
1 pound of shrimp, peeled and deveined
5 T brandy
5 T lemon juice, plus 4 lemon wedges for garnish
4 slices of country bread, 3/4-inch thick
What to do:
1. Preheat broiler. Add 2 tablespoons olive oil to a large sauté pan over high heat. Once hot, add apples and cook until caramelized on all sides, 2-3 minutes.
2. Add nuts and stir until lightly toasted, about 30 seconds. Add raisins and continue stirring until heated through, about 30 seconds.
3. Add spinach and toss until just wilted, 1-2 minutes. Remove pan form heat and season with salt.
4. Set a medium saute pan with 1/4 cup oil over medium heat. Add garlic and cook until it sizzles, about 30 seconds. Add chiles and cook1 minute, making sure garlic does not burn. Turn heat to high and add shrimp.
5. Cook shrimp until they start to color, about 30 seconds. Add brandy and lemon juice to pan. Flip shrimp and continue to cook until they just curl, about 1 minute more. Remove pan from heat and season shrimp with salt.
6 While shrimp cook, brush bread with oil and place slices under broiler. Toast both sides until golden, about 1 minute per side.
7. Serve shrimp and spinach with toasted bread and lemon wedge.
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Clouds Again Over My Plane
I flew for the second time a complex aircraft, and my mind felt overloaded a bit, but I know enough to take three deep breaths and persevere. MyNiceInstructor from Cobra Kai is sharp as a tack, and intelligent, with years of experience in flying behind him. It shows in the way he speaks during his lessons about flying. I have, sometimes, difficulty keeping up with him, but he remains patient with me, which encourages my passion to learn more about flying; and he makes the hardship of learning feel fun, the way it should be.
Here he is on television: Flight School Takes Off (In the footage, that is the nose of my Zizortail they show.)
Volunteers in My Garden: Sunflower
When birds messily spill seeds on the ground and forget to retrieve them,
life emerges, beautifully.
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Mucky Weather and My Nephew
The weather may prevent me from flying my little airplane to visit my nephew and watch him graduate from Texas A & M. When we do not have wings, we have wheels! With wings or on wheels, I will journey to see my nephew and the rest of my remarkable family.
Sunday, May 5, 2013
A Ka-ching Birding Day (After Penny's Day)
MyMrMallory said, "Let's walk over to that pond. There may be some birds over there."
Any time a non-birder says, "We might see birds," my ears perk up. Thanks to MyMrMallory, my birding list today includes:
American Avocet (3)
Ruddy Duck (1)
Green-winged Teals (3)
Long-billed Dowitcher (6)
Wilson's Phalarope (5-7)
Interestingly, one of the phalaropes swam quickly in circles, creating a whirlpool that would attract food. Occasionally, the phalarope poked his beak in the water as it swam around and around. All I spotted were males, and no females.
Before departing our home, I saw a Hermit Thrush in the garden. What a ka-ching day, indeed!
A Lark sparrow.
A nesting Barn owl. She incubates two eggs.
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Listen, will you? I think that . . . literature, poetry, music and love make the world go round . . . while mathematics explains things; I fill my life with them, then go walking in snowy woods.
Let us go then, you and I
like two etherized patients floating
through life, together feeling prufrockian.
DDB Jr. makes my world go 'round; during his absence, Pachelbel fills it up.
One summer I sailed across the Atlantic Ocean, then through the Gulf of Finland to reach Saint Petersburg; I pursued Joseph Brodsky in its alley ways. I dream of making that two summers.
I read “Biking to Electra;” found my way in a Jaguar car, and glanced at the flashing steel grasshoppers at sunset. I’ll follow K.O.P.’s footsteps after he followed N.Scott Momaday’s; find warmth and inspiration on a rainy mountain.
Throw chinese coins for the I Ching.
Save the whales, the spotted owl, the woman in toil.
Cast a fly for trout; my memories of fly fishing under the sunny blue Colorado sky remain; I yearn to build more . . . with more trophy Browns.
Listen for the swan’s calls on the Baltic Sea. Feel KKII's joy, his arms spread wide in Yazilikaya.
Good night, Jimmy Durante, where ever you are.
Listen, will you? I think that . . . literature, poetry, music and love make the world go round . . . while mathematics explains things; I fill my life with them, then go walking in snowy woods.
Let us go then, you and I
like two etherized patients floating
through life, together feeling prufrockian.
DDB Jr. makes my world go 'round; during his absence, Pachelbel fills it up.
One summer I sailed across the Atlantic Ocean, then through the Gulf of Finland to reach Saint Petersburg; I pursued Joseph Brodsky in its alley ways. I dream of making that two summers.
I read “Biking to Electra;” found my way in a Jaguar car, and glanced at the flashing steel grasshoppers at sunset. I’ll follow K.O.P.’s footsteps after he followed N.Scott Momaday’s; find warmth and inspiration on a rainy mountain.
Throw chinese coins for the I Ching.
Save the whales, the spotted owl, the woman in toil.
Cast a fly for trout; my memories of fly fishing under the sunny blue Colorado sky remain; I yearn to build more . . . with more trophy Browns.
Listen for the swan’s calls on the Baltic Sea. Feel KKII's joy, his arms spread wide in Yazilikaya.
Good night, Jimmy Durante, where ever you are.