She's got huge pants. Anybody else heard about this? Best design decision ever possibly.
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10 October 2023 - Friday Field Notes
Fall is here. The days are getting shorter and the nights are getting colder. Got to spend some time at one of the other offices this week. All the leaves are starting to change and I haven't seen this little lady in a while.
This bullsnake is an education animal, not a pet. I know they're cute, but wildlife needs to stay wild and should not be kept as pets.
These tansy asters are some of the late blooms you'll find on the prairie. Many native flowering plants have staggered bloom cycles, some flowering plants bloom as early as Apri, if conditions are favorable, while others species bloom as late as October or November. In biodiverse rich ecosystems, you should be able to see flowers throughout the season at different times. They take turns sharing the stage. This not only reduces competition between plant species, but also allows wildlife species to utilize resources throughout the growing season. Healthy ecosystems are good at supporting all the things in it. Can you spot the bee?
Most plants out here have gone to seed though, like the sunflowers, showy milkweed, and the false boneset.
And it also means time to harvest and eat stuff. Strawbaby from the garden, a cultivated plant, and common ground cherry, found growing out on the prairie.
(@irrigone finally found some ground cherries that were ripe enough to eat! They have the consistency of a tiny grape and they kinda taste like sweet tarts candy. Not bad. Ate a couple and didn't die 👍 Would recommend as a light snack.)
Exoskeleton of a plains lubber and some fringe sage. One of my fav plants out here, smells delightful.
And one of my not so favorite plants (at least out here, totally cool if found in its native home range) Mullein is a biennial plant, meaning it has a two year life cycle, and it's an invasive weed in my neck of the prairie, and arguably, the rest of the Great Plains and grassland habitats in N. America.
The first year it grows as a basal rosette, close to the ground. Basal plants grow from the root base as opposed to forming new tissue towards the top. Most grasses grow this way too, which is why you can mow it without killing the whole plant. Same thing with mullein. In order to make sure the plant does grow back during manual removal you have to pull up the tap root as well.
The second year they'll flower, and produce these massive flower stalks that produce hundreds of seeds. And they're all tiny. Some stalks can get up to 3-4 feet tall and produce thousands of seeds that stay viable in the ground for years. It's no wonder they get everywhere and are so hard to manage.
Invasive species can take over ecosystems if left unchecked and reduce the biodiversity and overall health of native habitats.
Weed management strategies and good land stewardship practices help support wildlife. Like these pronghorn. Wildlife will stick around in habitat if they can get the resources they need to survive and thrive.
Pronghorn, often referred to as antelope, are actually more related to giraffes than antelope. They're also the second fastest land animal in the world and can reach sustained running speeds of 55mph. They prefer wide open grassland habitat.
Fall is rutting season, so all the boys have been extra feisty lately and chasing everyone around. Been getting a lot more stare downs from them lately.
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day 7 of @augustofwhump : time loop / rot / promise
Ben had lost count of the days. He was sure that it had been at least a month now, but this planet had two suns, so it was hard to tell if it was day or night, or how many seconds had passed in the spaces between the two. He kept fading in and out of consciousness as well, closing his eyes against the dim sunlight and opening them to pitch blackness.
The pain never really stopped, but Ben's nerve endings were slowly starting to shut down. He didn't hurt as much as he did on the first day, but he also didn't have the energy for thought, so his mind remained cloudy.
The days passed.
There was a root slowly curling over the edge of the rubble that pinned Ben. He watched it grow as the sun came and went, and the storms overhead watered it and gave Ben something to drink. He wished that the storms were stronger, or that the suns were hotter, but the days were all beautiful and calm.
If it had been happening faster, Ben didn't think that it would be such a bad way to die. It was almost peaceful.
He spent a lot of his time thinking about how he had ended up stuck here; what he could have done differently.
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