Wednesday, November 30, 2016
Tuesday, November 22, 2016
This deciduous shrub grows to 8 ft tall, often wider than tall. The stems are notable for their four corky ridges or "wings". The word alatus (or alata, used formerly) is Latin for "winged", in reference to the winged branches. These unique structures develop from a cork cambium. deposited in longitudinal grooves in the twigs' first year, unlike similar wings in other plants. The flowers are greenish, borne over a long period in the spring. The fruit is a red aril.
The red aril is an extra covering over the seed.
Friday, November 18, 2016
Saturday, November 12, 2016
by Rich McFall
If you are in need of something that is bright and uplifting after an exhausting week, Nature has it ready for you this weekend. A rare "Supermoon" will be visible starting on Sunday evening.
What is a Supermoon? The Moon's orbit around the Earth is not a perfect circle, but elliptical, with one side closer to Earth than the other. As a result, the distance between the Moon and Earth varies through the year. When the Moon is at its closest, it's called "perigee". When it's furthest away, it's called "apogee". When a full moon coincides with perigee, being closest to the Earth, it's called a Supermoon. In fact, the moon hasn't been this close during full moon since 1948 and won't be again until 2034.
According to space.com's article "Supermoon November 2016: When, Where & How to See It", the Supermoon will look about 14% larger than an average full moon, and an impressive 30% brighter. More information at http://www.space.com/34515-supermoon-guide.html
A favorite place for us to watch the rising moon, as well as planets and constellations, is from the Lake Alpine dam. This location offers the most expansive horizon in all directions of Innsbrook. This time of the year you will also hear coyotes howling across the Tyrolean Valley, seemingly in competition with each other. Let's see if a Supermoon really brings them out!
Friday, November 11, 2016
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
God willing, she said,
Looking at the dwindling garden flowers
This winter we'll have blooms of marigold.
Her clayed hands some smudged on her face
They speak of her hard stolen recess
From the grinding chores of running a family
And still when the wind turns cold
Dream for beds of marigold!
Before her dream's warmth fades
The garden will be blooming with marigold beds.