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Wednesday, 29 September 2021

The Art of Slowing Down

 


Autumn is the season when nature slows down. Flowers set seed and leaves turn brown. Our bodies also react to the seasonal rhythms of shorter days and longer nights (even if our minds often don't). So, slow down with Ishbel, Jack the Navigator Hound, and I, as we take a leisurely trip along the Lancaster Canal. Drifting along at a sedate four miles per hour, a family of Mute Swans, like the Moorhens, Mallards and a young Grey Heron, are totally undisturbed by our presence. Peter and Ian take it in turns to pilot The Waterwitch and tell us the story of the canal which, at one time, was used to transport gunpowder from the nearby mills.


After an hour's pleasant meanderings, we disembark and a local guide, David, takes us on a walk along the next part of the canal to be restored. As David details the massive obstacles to be overcome, I get sidetracked by the plethora of insect life in the rampant undergrowth. A Noon Fly sunbathing on a leaf, a pair of Nettle-tap moths (their caterpillars feed on nettles) pollinating an Ox-eye Daisy and a Common Darter Dragonfly patrolling one of the larger pools.



Minibeasts tend to get scarcer as the season wears on but you don't have to look very far for them. I have quite a collection of aphids and midges in odd corners of the mill, which are kept in check by spiders such as this Lace-web. The only trouble is, as their name suggests, they make lacy webs, which are pretty unsightly, especially when dotted with odd bits of insect such as wings, legs and other items of exoskeleton. Not wishing to rename the Old Corn Mill 'Cobweb Cottage' I gave them all the old heave-ho a few days ago and removed the webs and spiders. I now have more happy midges than I can shake a stick at. Come back spiders, all is forgiven!


The Good, The Bad and the Edible




Walking back along the towpath for the return journey, the ivy is coming into flower. This is a plant of immense importance to our declining insect population (so please don't cut it back while it's flowering). Because it flowers so late in the year, it provides a lifeline of nectar.  It is, however, mildly poisonous and comes under the inedible category. That having been said, our ancestors used to chew the leaves as an expectorant.  They obviously knew a thing or two as nowadays extracts of Ivy are incorporated into modern cough medicines. 



On a definitely consumable note, Elderberries are now in season and, here at the Old Corn Mill, I shall be spending a pleasant afternoon in the kitchen making elderberry wine.


Until next week


All the best,


Steve



Steve's Books


Chubby's Crematorium & Burger Bar

A book of humorous poems to cheer, amuse and entertain your friends with.



The Quick Guide to Creepy-Crawlies

All you need to know to identify any type of insect, spider, worm or snail very simply and find out more about it.

Yvonne: This was a gift for a family so that the children can understand what they see on days out. The second was for me. Logical and easy to use. If you know anyone who likes nature you can be confident that gifting this book will give years of pleasure.



The Eggs of Saramova

A science fiction novella for those who don't like science fiction. A fast-paced thriller that is, literally, out of this world (and it starts right here in Crete).

Too new for reviews yet!



Not Just For Twisted Women by Steve Daniels 

A light-hearted look at life through the eyes of the fairer sex.

Janet: If you are short on time but enjoy reading and are maybe not into long extended novels then Not Just For... Twisted Women provides readers with concise stories that stand alone and most certainly entertain with their ultimate twists. Loved it.

Helen: A very good read! Well written and entertaining!

Margaret: Each quick tale gives a glimpse into a character's life and has an often humorous twist at the end. I would love to read more.

Yvonne: These days many people find it hard to find the time to read a novel, so this book of short stories is ideal to dip into. It is also makes a good gift.





Wednesday, 2 December 2020

The Self Decorating Christmas Trees of Pica

 


We’re off to a couple of large ponds to see if we can find some waterfowl today. These are on the outskirts of the village of Pica, and judging by the terrain, I would guess that they are old slate quarries. Of course, the bird I’d really like to photograph here is not a water bird but a magpie. This is purely because its scientific name is Pica pica and it would amuse me to have a pic of a Pica pica from Pica. (I’m easily amused). What we do have is a number of Spruce trees, who’s scientific name is Picea, which is close enough. This one looks just about the right size Christmas tree for my front room. Better not. Tempting, though.


Some of the trees even come ready decorated. This bright, natural tinsel is Oak Moss. Now, provided you haven’t got sensitive skin, rub a bit between your fingers and take a niff. This is growing on a conifer, so there’s quite a turpentine overtone. If you find it growing on oak, it’s more woody. For many years, oak moss has been used by the perfume industry to provide the base notes. It’s being phased out now and being replaced with a chemical substitute, because of the skin sensitization issue. 

The keen eyed amongst you may have noticed a small dog in the background. That’s Jack, the navigator hound who comes as a package with our intrepid local guide.

Sometimes, when you’re wandering about the countryside, you come across something that defies explanation. Like this little figure, sat on a plastic toadstool in the middle of nowhere. He does lead us on to the subject of fungi and, if you’ve been following the blog, you’ll recognise the mushroom in the top right hand picture as a member of the Agaricales, the gilled mushrooms. 

I’m going to upset you now by telling you that not all mushrooms with gills are gilled mushrooms. The great majority of them are but some, like the Russalales, have also developed gills through a process known as convergent evolution. Spotting these is just a matter of practice. You can tell a lot about a mushroom by the way the gills meet the stem. There are eight different ways which are neatly illustrated, here on Wikipedia. These would appear to be ‘free’. Free, white gills are a bit of a warning sign as many of the poisonous species display this characteristic. The fungus at the bottom looks to be a member of the Pezizales, which includes such delicacies as morels and truffles, but requires further identification.




And so to the ponds, and our appearance has immediately put to flight a trio of ducks and a deceit of lapwings (another collective noun for your collection). Still on the water, we have a pair of Mute Swans, easily recognisable from other swans by the knob at the base of the beak, and a Goosander. These we talked about last week in Welcome To The Cornmill so I won’t repeat myself. Talking of The Old Cornmill, the new windows are being installed as I type, and with a bit of luck and a following wind, I shall be spending my first night here tonight.


Steve's Wild Kitchen

This, of course, means that we’ll be able to get out foraging again and putting together some more recipes for Steve's Wild Kitchen. I’ve made a bit of a start with these sloes from a nearby Buckthorn hedgerow. I doubt that the Sloe Gin will be ready for Christmas, but I’ll keep tasting it, nearer the time, in the cause of scientific research.

As the bedroom window is now in place I’d better go and make my bed – literally (it’s still in pieces at the moment). Now where did I hide the big screwdriver.

Until next time,

Be happy and be safe

Steve


Steve's Books


The Quick Guide to Creepy-Crawlies

All you need to know to identify any type of insect, spider, worm or snail very simply and find out more about it.

Yvonne: This was a gift for a family so that the children can understand what they see on days out. The second was for me. Logical and easy to use. If you know anyone who likes nature you can be confident that gifting this book will give years of pleasure.

The Eggs of Saramova

A science fiction novella for those who don't like science fiction. A fast-paced thriller that is, literally, out of this world (and it starts right here in Crete).

Too new for reviews yet!

Not Just For Twisted Women by Steve Daniels 

A light-hearted look at life through the eyes of the fairer sex.

Janet: If you are short on time but enjoy reading and are maybe not into long extended novels then Not Just For... Twisted Women provides readers with concise stories that stand alone and most certainly entertain with their ultimate twists. Loved it.

Helen: A very good read! Well written and entertaining!

Margaret: Each quick tale gives a glimpse into a character's life and has an often humorous twist at the end. I would love to read more.

Yvonne: These days many people find it hard to find the time to read a novel, so this book of short stories is ideal to dip into. It is also makes a good gift.



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Wednesday, 9 April 2014

Electric Wetlands

Almyros River


Every once in a while I have to make a trip away from the south east coast and venture up to the big city. It’s a very pleasant drive with good roads interspersed with exciting mountain chicanes, bridges and tunnels and great views at every turn but cities are not my natural habitat and so I always try to visit a particular quiet place at the end of the journey – Heraklion Power Station. Or to be precise, the confluence of the power station canal and the Almyros river. This is an outstanding area of wetland where you can happily spend all day pottering about investigating the wildlife and this is where I thought I’d take you today.



German Chamomile
So here we are at the Electric wetlands. Even the little gravel car park is interesting as it’s rough edges are full of wild flowers such as mallow, squirting cucumber and borage. Right here by the car is a patch of German Chamomile. As with all flowers in the daisy family (Asteraceae) they are easily distinguishable by a central hub of disc florets usually surrounded by a circle of ray florets. You can identify this one by the disc florets which rise up in a hemisphere from the centre of the plant. A couple of teaspoons of dried flowers and some boiling water steeped for ten minutes and you have a lovely cup of chamomile tea. [There are some warnings about drinking chamomile tea for pregnant women and people on blood thinning tablets so check the latest.]



Mute Swan
Let’s take a walk over the wooden bridge and do a bit of bird spotting. This is a prime birding spot for warblers, shrikes and water birds such as coots and moorhens and, if my ears don’t deceive me, that whumf, whumf, splash is the sound of a swan landing. There he is, a handsome Mute Swan. These are quite rare passage migrants to Crete according to my field guide though I’ve been lucky enough to see them on a few occasions (once a single male buddied up with a lone pelican).  One year here I even found a pair of Black Swans. Goodness knows who’s collection they’d escaped from as they are antipodean birds.



Plain Tiger or African Monarch
As you can see the insects are busy around the plants with representatives from most groups but I’m particularly after a butterfly. It’s a bit overcast today and they’re not out in force – so far I’ve only seen a Small White and a Painted Lady but I’d dearly like to get a better photo of this chap I photographed a few years back. He’s a Plain Tiger or African Monarch and I’ve spotted him here on a couple of occasions (in August and November). Unfortunately not today though, perhaps it’s a bit early in the year.



Stripe-necked Terrapins
A word about ears. They are not just for ornithologists. Bill Oddie may be very adept at cupping one hand behind his lughole and saying Cetti’s Warbler but it’s a skill that takes years to learn. For us general naturalists a rustle in the undergrowth or a plip or a plop can point to something worthy of further investigation and I definitely just heard a plop. Not the plip of a frog jumping in the water but the heavier plop of a terrapin. If we creep quietly through the reeds here and try not to squelch – yes there they are, a group of Stripe-necked terrapins enjoying some spring sunshine. Make the most of it guys, looking up at the clouds it won’t be out for long.

But now I must leave you as my appointment calls. You stay here and continue and don’t forget to look at the beach. There are some good dunes there and being in the shadow of the power station it’s not much frequented by sunbathers and swimmers. I wish I could spend longer here with you, I really do. If you spot one of those Plain Tigers or anything else of interest then post it to the Naturalists Group so that I can enjoy them later. Until next week – good hunting.



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