hairy vetch
Photo by J. Harrington
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According to the Minnesota Department of Natural Resources, "The average number of days in a year to reach at least 90 degrees is 12.9." We've exceeded 90℉ on June 4, 5, may reach it today, and are forecast to exceed 90℉ Monday through Friday next week. That would yield 7 or 8 days of at least 90℉ before mid June. It's no wonder the "spring" yard work is taking longer to get done this year. I think we've missed a planting window for the three sisters garden we wanted to try, but after I knocked down lots of pocket gopher mounds and cut the grass, the Better Half scattered some wildflower seeds we've been accumulating onto the bare earth where the gopher mounds used to be. We'll see if anything grows this year or next.
dame's rocket
Photo by J. Harrington
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The dame's rocket flowers have been visited by bumblebees, hummingbirds and butterflies during the past few days. This gets us into the question of distinctions among non-native plants. The Minnesota Department of Agriculture is responsible for the Minnesota Noxious Weed List which includes:
State Prohibited Noxious Weeds listed as either
- Eradicate
- Control
- Restricted, or
- Specially Regulated
Then there are separate county and federal lists. Dame's Rocket isn't listed on the Minnesota Noxious Weeds lists. Buckthorn is and yet the state seems to do little to control infestations in state parks or wildlife management areas. Plus, the implications and adaptations to climate breakdown have the potential to disrupt most of the efforts to stabilize plant communities through restoration efforts. It's once again time to dig out and refresh our memory on Beyond the War on Invasive Species, A Permaculture Approach to Ecosystem Restoration.
Native Trees
By W. S. Merwin
Neither my father nor my mother knewthe names of the treeswhere I was bornwhat is thatI asked and myfather and mother did nothear they did not look where I pointedsurfaces of furniture heldthe attention of their fingersand across the room they could watchwalls they had forgottenwhere there were no questionsno voices and no shadeWere there treeswhere they were childrenwhere I had not beenI askedwere there trees in those placeswhere my father and my mother were bornand in that time didmy father and my mother see themand when they said yes it meantthey did not rememberWhat were they I asked what were theybut both my father and my mothersaid they never knew
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