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Bertam, Pulau Pinang (Penang), Malaysia.
Pectis prostrata Cav. Compositae, alt. Asteraceae. CN: Spreading cinchweed, Cinchweeds. Native to Caribbean region, Central America, Mexico, and S United States. Annual herbs. Stems prostrate or ascending, 1-30 cm, puberulent, hairs in 2 rows (often mat-forming, densely leafy, especially distally). Leaves linear to narrowly oblanceolate, 10-30 × 1.5-7 mm, abaxially densely pubescent and dotted with conspicuous orbicular oil glands. Inflorescences of solitary terminal capitula or capitula in groups of 2 or 3; peduncles 1-2 mm, bracteolate. Autogamy has apparently assisted P. prostrata to spread rapidly as suitable new habitats have become available. Minor weed.
Synonym(s):
Chthonia prostrata Cass.
Lorentea prostrata (Cav.) Lag.
Pectis costata Ser. & Merc. ex DC.
Pectis multisetosa Rydb.
Pectis prostrata var. prostrata Greenm.
Pectis prostrata var. urceolata Fernald
Pectis urceolata (Fernald) Rydb.
Ref. and suggested reading:
www.theplantlist.org/browse/A/Compositae/Pectis/
www.theplantlist.org/tpl/record/gcc-32552
Introduced, warm-season, perennial, prostrate, climbing legume, with stolons. Leaves have 3 leaflets, each hairy, 1-9 cm long, round to ovate. The central leaflet has a longer stalk than the lateral leaflets. Leaf size varies with grazing pressure. Flowerheads are racemes of 2-5, blue, 5-9 mm long, pea-like flowers in the leaf axils. Pods are straight sided, narrow, flattened and 1-3 cm long. Flowering is in summer and autumn. A native of Africa, it is sown for grazing on wide
range of soils. Grows best on moist, fertile soils, but it will tolerate low fertility. It is tolerant of acidity, moderate levels of aluminium and light shade, but is sensitive to frost. Shaw is the only variety sown. Provides a good quality, high protein, non-bloating feed, it is of greatest value in late summer and autumn as the quality of pasture grasses declines. It is slow to establish and drought will kill it. Tolerates prolonged heavy grazing, but needs to be allowed to seed in the first and second year for longterm
persistence. Grazing pressure should be sufficient to produce a low leafy stand as undergrazed stands develop severe leaf disease.
It is not often now I will have the chance to see a new UK orchid species, however, over the border and over the border after that, in West Sussex, there is a place where they have two very rare species, seeded, but a wild UK orchid. Well, the Greater Tongue is not a native orchid, but there has now been four confirmed records of them growing in the UK, these being one of them. But the second species, the Loose-Flowerd Orchid, is only found in the Channel Islands, and here.
So, better go and prostrate myself at their lips. As it were.
There is a quick way, via the motorway, or the lazy way, taking the coast road. And as I planned to do two or three stops on the way, I would take the coast road.
Once I had dropped Jools off at work first.
Have you got your phone? Jools asked. Hell no. How will I know if anything goes wrong? You won't, but it'll be fine.
He hoped.
After coffee, we load up the car with work bag and cameras, and off into the bright dawn, or an hour after dawn, and onto the almost empty roads to Hythe.
Having dropped Jools off, I drive out of Hythe and out onto the Romney Marsh. The road meanders over ditches and the railway line, I make good time, getting to Rye just before eight.
Last year I saw a Tweet saying a rare plant was found in, what I thought was, Rye. Growing on the church wall.
No matter, I had not been there for ages, and wandering around it cobbled streets, looking at its wonderful ancient buildings is all the more enjoyable when you're the only one ding it, and with a soundtrack of the dawn chorus.
I check all the wall s of the churchyard, and find many plants growing on or out of the wall, but not what I was looking for.
Maybe, I thought, I meant they were in Winchelsea?
Maybe indeed. Anyway, Winchelsea is just a ten minute drive away, another ancinet town, this time set on a hill with the main road up from the marsh passing through a huge stone gate.
And the town itself is set on a grid system, and some would have you believe that this was the system New York was based on. I don't know, but it aint no Manhattan.
I park beside the church, walk in and look for the plant with round shaped leaves. None found. I then go to check on the church, and about eight feet up was a single plant.
I was so excited. So excited, I told a guy from English Heritage that I had found a rare plant. Oh really, what's it called? Wall Pennywort says I. Oh that grows everywhere in this town I was told.
I deflated, slightly.
And indeed I find it everywhere I looked. Anywhere made of stone, anyways.
I go back to the car and set sail to Eastbourne, in the west.
To get there I would have to pass through, ahem; Hastings, Bexhill then Eastbourne, then St Leonards.
The road meanders through towns, up and down downs, it takes a long time to get a little distance. Hastings is jammed with traffic due to a collapsed sewer. Pooey.
But further along, it is the endless traffic lights and roundabouts.
West of Eastbourne is Beachy Head. Not a beach. It is a high chalk cliff, which then goes on to make up part of the Severn Sisters, a line of undulating chalk cliffs.
I was there as I seem to remember being told, many years ago, of a hybrid Orchid growing near there, so after what might have been six years since being told, I was following up. And directions were very sketchy to say the least
I park in the main car park, but unlike everyone else, I walk away from the cliffs to the edge of a field, to scour the hedgerow and see if any pikes could be found.
I look and look, but see nothing orchid-like.
Drat.
But I do see butterflies. Lots of butterflies, including a pair of Wall Browns who land at my feet, mid-courtship, so I was able to snap them. There was also Brown Argus and a Common Blue, though the latter was flighty and I got no shot.
Back to the car, program the sat nav and I find I still had an hour and ten minutes to go. Best get a move on.
Sussex is a smarter and posher county than Kent, I pass my gated mansions, prep schools and villages I could not afford to look at let alone live.
As I drove, the sky clouded over, meaning my plan for top shots was being ruined.
Wakehurst is a National Trust property, but the gardens are maintained by Kew, it is where they have a lot of their wild plants. And in a quiet corner there was a small collection of orchids.
He hoped.
I pulled up at midday, and I realised i had not eaten; not a problem, but with it raining, best take a break, have lunch, and hopefully the weather would get better.
Being hungry, I order a panini, a sausage roll, and get a bowl of salad with the meal too. I had a lot of food.
Anyway, I sit down to eat and hope the weather blows over.
Which it does. Kinda. It at least isn't raining.
The kind staff had given me a map, and ringed the bank where the orchids were. So, I just had to find it.
I wander through beds of Korean, Chinese then Japanese plants, before finding a small dip, down that and up a grass track, and behind some simple low fencing was a small group of orchids.
I had found them.
So, I lay down, got my shots, then wandered round the grounds, down an ornamental valley, all overflowing with highly scented rhododendrons, all marvellous stuff.
But I was worried about getting back. So, I made my way back to the car, through the shop without buying anything.
The sat nav said one hour twenty minutes. Seemed short. I decided not to believe it, so drove out of the car park and towards the motorway at warp factor nine.
But it is true: just six miles to Gatwick, then six more to the M25, 15 to Kent then down the M20 towards Hythe. I was back in east Kent before three, meaning I had two hours to kill.
Introduced, warm-season, perennial, prostrate legume, with rhizomes and usually less than 15 cm tall. Stems are hollow. Leaves have 5 leaflets, which are ovate to obovate, to 25 mm long and with long marginal hairs. Flowerheads are clusters of 8-14 yellow flowers (10-12 mm long) on the end of unbranched stalks. Pods are long and cylindrical. Flowering is from late summer to autumn.
A native of Europe and North Africa, it is sown and naturalized in high rainfall areas and on wet and waterlogged soils. It is tolerant of acid low-fertility soils. Seed is now difficult to obtain. Usually slow to establish, but will tolerate grass competition after 2-3 years. Can grow under low fertility conditions, but is responsive to increased phosphorus. Tends to die off in patches in hot, dry conditions; reshoot when conditions are favourable. Tolerant of wet conditions, but does not survive prolonged flooding. Low bloat risk. High tannin in some varieties can cause periods of lower palatability, but this can reduce overgrazing and help persistence. More tolerant of grazing than Lotus corniculatus, but some leaf should remain after grazing. Provide some rest in autumn to aid seed set and spread, but conditions may not be suitable every year for seed set.
I was prostrate to capture my first image of the Green-veined White this year on the very low vegetation at Ketton Nature. Reserve
Prostrate spreading plant to 6 cm high x to 15 cm wide. Purple flowers.
They grow in seasonal wet areas flowering into summer.
Photo: Fred
15 Dec 2017
I like the moss capsules at the front of the flower.
Introduced, warm season, perennial, prostrate herb to 60 cm tall. Leaves and stems are hairy with glandular and non-glandular hairs. Leaves are alternate, lanceolate, deeply veined and stem clasping. Blue to mauve tubular flowers (with yellow stamens and throat) arranged caterpillar-like in 2 rows on one side of the flowering stem (scirpoid cyme). Flowers most of the year, but not in winter in southern areas. Grows on a wide range of soil types. Predominantly in areas that receive at least 50% of average annual rainfall in summer. It is mostly a problem of run down pasture and disturbed areas such as cropping paddocks, roadsides and waste land. Regenerates from seed and vegetatively from pieces of plant and roots. It is spread by water, fur of animals and in the gut of animals. A weed which is toxic to animals, quite invasive and difficult to control. Causes chronic liver damage in cattle, sheep and horses; can be fatal. Cultivation encourages its spread by stimulating germination and regrowth of plant parts. Management requires an integrated approach including herbicides, productive pasture, grazing management and biological control. There has only been one biological control agent released in Australia, the blue heliotrope leaf-beetle. At high densities, leaf-beetles can completely defoliate blue heliotrope, with both the larvae and adults feeding on the leaves.
Dense, spreading, multi-branching, prostrate shrub, 2-5 cm high, 20 cm to 1+ m wide. Flowers to 4cm diameter, yellow with numerous stamens around 5 carpels.
Grows well in disturbed soil.
It is not often now I will have the chance to see a new UK orchid species, however, over the border and over the border after that, in West Sussex, there is a place where they have two very rare species, seeded, but a wild UK orchid. Well, the Greater Tongue is not a native orchid, but there has now been four confirmed records of them growing in the UK, these being one of them. But the second species, the Loose-Flowerd Orchid, is only found in the Channel Islands, and here.
So, better go and prostrate myself at their lips. As it were.
There is a quick way, via the motorway, or the lazy way, taking the coast road. And as I planned to do two or three stops on the way, I would take the coast road.
Once I had dropped Jools off at work first.
Have you got your phone? Jools asked. Hell no. How will I know if anything goes wrong? You won't, but it'll be fine.
He hoped.
After coffee, we load up the car with work bag and cameras, and off into the bright dawn, or an hour after dawn, and onto the almost empty roads to Hythe.
Having dropped Jools off, I drive out of Hythe and out onto the Romney Marsh. The road meanders over ditches and the railway line, I make good time, getting to Rye just before eight.
Last year I saw a Tweet saying a rare plant was found in, what I thought was, Rye. Growing on the church wall.
No matter, I had not been there for ages, and wandering around it cobbled streets, looking at its wonderful ancient buildings is all the more enjoyable when you're the only one ding it, and with a soundtrack of the dawn chorus.
I check all the wall s of the churchyard, and find many plants growing on or out of the wall, but not what I was looking for.
Maybe, I thought, I meant they were in Winchelsea?
Maybe indeed. Anyway, Winchelsea is just a ten minute drive away, another ancinet town, this time set on a hill with the main road up from the marsh passing through a huge stone gate.
And the town itself is set on a grid system, and some would have you believe that this was the system New York was based on. I don't know, but it aint no Manhattan.
I park beside the church, walk in and look for the plant with round shaped leaves. None found. I then go to check on the church, and about eight feet up was a single plant.
I was so excited. So excited, I told a guy from English Heritage that I had found a rare plant. Oh really, what's it called? Wall Pennywort says I. Oh that grows everywhere in this town I was told.
I deflated, slightly.
And indeed I find it everywhere I looked. Anywhere made of stone, anyways.
I go back to the car and set sail to Eastbourne, in the west.
To get there I would have to pass through, ahem; Hastings, Bexhill then Eastbourne, then St Leonards.
The road meanders through towns, up and down downs, it takes a long time to get a little distance. Hastings is jammed with traffic due to a collapsed sewer. Pooey.
But further along, it is the endless traffic lights and roundabouts.
West of Eastbourne is Beachy Head. Not a beach. It is a high chalk cliff, which then goes on to make up part of the Severn Sisters, a line of undulating chalk cliffs.
I was there as I seem to remember being told, many years ago, of a hybrid Orchid growing near there, so after what might have been six years since being told, I was following up. And directions were very sketchy to say the least
I park in the main car park, but unlike everyone else, I walk away from the cliffs to the edge of a field, to scour the hedgerow and see if any pikes could be found.
I look and look, but see nothing orchid-like.
Drat.
But I do see butterflies. Lots of butterflies, including a pair of Wall Browns who land at my feet, mid-courtship, so I was able to snap them. There was also Brown Argus and a Common Blue, though the latter was flighty and I got no shot.
Back to the car, program the sat nav and I find I still had an hour and ten minutes to go. Best get a move on.
Sussex is a smarter and posher county than Kent, I pass my gated mansions, prep schools and villages I could not afford to look at let alone live.
As I drove, the sky clouded over, meaning my plan for top shots was being ruined.
Wakehurst is a National Trust property, but the gardens are maintained by Kew, it is where they have a lot of their wild plants. And in a quiet corner there was a small collection of orchids.
He hoped.
I pulled up at midday, and I realised i had not eaten; not a problem, but with it raining, best take a break, have lunch, and hopefully the weather would get better.
Being hungry, I order a panini, a sausage roll, and get a bowl of salad with the meal too. I had a lot of food.
Anyway, I sit down to eat and hope the weather blows over.
Which it does. Kinda. It at least isn't raining.
The kind staff had given me a map, and ringed the bank where the orchids were. So, I just had to find it.
I wander through beds of Korean, Chinese then Japanese plants, before finding a small dip, down that and up a grass track, and behind some simple low fencing was a small group of orchids.
I had found them.
So, I lay down, got my shots, then wandered round the grounds, down an ornamental valley, all overflowing with highly scented rhododendrons, all marvellous stuff.
But I was worried about getting back. So, I made my way back to the car, through the shop without buying anything.
The sat nav said one hour twenty minutes. Seemed short. I decided not to believe it, so drove out of the car park and towards the motorway at warp factor nine.
But it is true: just six miles to Gatwick, then six more to the M25, 15 to Kent then down the M20 towards Hythe. I was back in east Kent before three, meaning I had two hours to kill.
Prostrate hutchinsia (Hornungia procumbens), Mustard family (Brassicaceae).
Slopes south of Springdale, near Zion Nat. Park, Utah.
It is not often now I will have the chance to see a new UK orchid species, however, over the border and over the border after that, in West Sussex, there is a place where they have two very rare species, seeded, but a wild UK orchid. Well, the Greater Tongue is not a native orchid, but there has now been four confirmed records of them growing in the UK, these being one of them. But the second species, the Loose-Flowerd Orchid, is only found in the Channel Islands, and here.
So, better go and prostrate myself at their lips. As it were.
There is a quick way, via the motorway, or the lazy way, taking the coast road. And as I planned to do two or three stops on the way, I would take the coast road.
Once I had dropped Jools off at work first.
Have you got your phone? Jools asked. Hell no. How will I know if anything goes wrong? You won't, but it'll be fine.
He hoped.
After coffee, we load up the car with work bag and cameras, and off into the bright dawn, or an hour after dawn, and onto the almost empty roads to Hythe.
Having dropped Jools off, I drive out of Hythe and out onto the Romney Marsh. The road meanders over ditches and the railway line, I make good time, getting to Rye just before eight.
Last year I saw a Tweet saying a rare plant was found in, what I thought was, Rye. Growing on the church wall.
No matter, I had not been there for ages, and wandering around it cobbled streets, looking at its wonderful ancient buildings is all the more enjoyable when you're the only one ding it, and with a soundtrack of the dawn chorus.
I check all the wall s of the churchyard, and find many plants growing on or out of the wall, but not what I was looking for.
Maybe, I thought, I meant they were in Winchelsea?
Maybe indeed. Anyway, Winchelsea is just a ten minute drive away, another ancinet town, this time set on a hill with the main road up from the marsh passing through a huge stone gate.
And the town itself is set on a grid system, and some would have you believe that this was the system New York was based on. I don't know, but it aint no Manhattan.
I park beside the church, walk in and look for the plant with round shaped leaves. None found. I then go to check on the church, and about eight feet up was a single plant.
I was so excited. So excited, I told a guy from English Heritage that I had found a rare plant. Oh really, what's it called? Wall Pennywort says I. Oh that grows everywhere in this town I was told.
I deflated, slightly.
And indeed I find it everywhere I looked. Anywhere made of stone, anyways.
I go back to the car and set sail to Eastbourne, in the west.
To get there I would have to pass through, ahem; Hastings, Bexhill then Eastbourne, then St Leonards.
The road meanders through towns, up and down downs, it takes a long time to get a little distance. Hastings is jammed with traffic due to a collapsed sewer. Pooey.
But further along, it is the endless traffic lights and roundabouts.
West of Eastbourne is Beachy Head. Not a beach. It is a high chalk cliff, which then goes on to make up part of the Severn Sisters, a line of undulating chalk cliffs.
I was there as I seem to remember being told, many years ago, of a hybrid Orchid growing near there, so after what might have been six years since being told, I was following up. And directions were very sketchy to say the least
I park in the main car park, but unlike everyone else, I walk away from the cliffs to the edge of a field, to scour the hedgerow and see if any pikes could be found.
I look and look, but see nothing orchid-like.
Drat.
But I do see butterflies. Lots of butterflies, including a pair of Wall Browns who land at my feet, mid-courtship, so I was able to snap them. There was also Brown Argus and a Common Blue, though the latter was flighty and I got no shot.
Back to the car, program the sat nav and I find I still had an hour and ten minutes to go. Best get a move on.
Sussex is a smarter and posher county than Kent, I pass my gated mansions, prep schools and villages I could not afford to look at let alone live.
As I drove, the sky clouded over, meaning my plan for top shots was being ruined.
Wakehurst is a National Trust property, but the gardens are maintained by Kew, it is where they have a lot of their wild plants. And in a quiet corner there was a small collection of orchids.
He hoped.
I pulled up at midday, and I realised i had not eaten; not a problem, but with it raining, best take a break, have lunch, and hopefully the weather would get better.
Being hungry, I order a panini, a sausage roll, and get a bowl of salad with the meal too. I had a lot of food.
Anyway, I sit down to eat and hope the weather blows over.
Which it does. Kinda. It at least isn't raining.
The kind staff had given me a map, and ringed the bank where the orchids were. So, I just had to find it.
I wander through beds of Korean, Chinese then Japanese plants, before finding a small dip, down that and up a grass track, and behind some simple low fencing was a small group of orchids.
I had found them.
So, I lay down, got my shots, then wandered round the grounds, down an ornamental valley, all overflowing with highly scented rhododendrons, all marvellous stuff.
But I was worried about getting back. So, I made my way back to the car, through the shop without buying anything.
The sat nav said one hour twenty minutes. Seemed short. I decided not to believe it, so drove out of the car park and towards the motorway at warp factor nine.
But it is true: just six miles to Gatwick, then six more to the M25, 15 to Kent then down the M20 towards Hythe. I was back in east Kent before three, meaning I had two hours to kill.
I love Lantana. I know it's a weedy thing, but I plant it wherever I live!
I worked at a number of plant nurseries from 1977 through 1984, all in Southern California, which is a wonderful place for gardening. These labels, hang tags, signs and placards are from a stash I acquired during those years.
Most were salvaged from rubbish during my work as a "bed cleaner." Tags would fall off, varieties would change so signs were discarded and when the withered bare root roses leftover at the end of the season were tossed out, I pulled out the paper labels from the root ball wrappings.
Introduced, warm-season, short-lived perennial, prostrate to semi-erect legume with a shallow taproot. Leaves have 2 asymmetrical, obovate to rounded leaflets, each 12-35 mm long. Flowerheads consist of 1-2 flowers in the leaf axils,
each with 5 symmetrically arranged yellow petals. Pods are linear, flat, sparsely to very hairy and 35-40 mm long. Flowering is in the warmer months. A native of North and South America, it is sown for
grazing and naturalized in frost free areas. It is suited to free-draining, lower fertility, acid soils
and cannot tolerate heavy soils or waterlogging. Not recommended for fertile soils. Frost can limit spread. Wynn is the only sown cultivar. Seeds germinate and establish quickly and plants can rapidly grow and spread. Produces good weight gains in cattle, but old stems
have low feed value. It has low palatability for cattle during the growing season and is not readily grazed until grass quality
has declined sufficiently in autumn. It is not grazed by horses. Grazing management should aim to limit selective grazing during the growing season and maintain plants in a low radiating growth habit. Short
duration heavy grazing with appropriate rest periods is best to achieve this. Grazing periods can be extended in winter in frost free areas when grasses
are dormant. In areas with heavy frosts grazing should occur before first frost to avoid total leaf loss. Continuous heavy grazing leads to a decline in companion grasses, dominance by round-leafed
cassia and invasion by weeds.
Frankenia glomerata
A prostrate or upright plant to 0.5 m often with salt crystals on the grey/green leaves.
Photo: Jean
It is not often now I will have the chance to see a new UK orchid species, however, over the border and over the border after that, in West Sussex, there is a place where they have two very rare species, seeded, but a wild UK orchid. Well, the Greater Tongue is not a native orchid, but there has now been four confirmed records of them growing in the UK, these being one of them. But the second species, the Loose-Flowerd Orchid, is only found in the Channel Islands, and here.
So, better go and prostrate myself at their lips. As it were.
There is a quick way, via the motorway, or the lazy way, taking the coast road. And as I planned to do two or three stops on the way, I would take the coast road.
Once I had dropped Jools off at work first.
Have you got your phone? Jools asked. Hell no. How will I know if anything goes wrong? You won't, but it'll be fine.
He hoped.
After coffee, we load up the car with work bag and cameras, and off into the bright dawn, or an hour after dawn, and onto the almost empty roads to Hythe.
Having dropped Jools off, I drive out of Hythe and out onto the Romney Marsh. The road meanders over ditches and the railway line, I make good time, getting to Rye just before eight.
Last year I saw a Tweet saying a rare plant was found in, what I thought was, Rye. Growing on the church wall.
No matter, I had not been there for ages, and wandering around it cobbled streets, looking at its wonderful ancient buildings is all the more enjoyable when you're the only one ding it, and with a soundtrack of the dawn chorus.
I check all the wall s of the churchyard, and find many plants growing on or out of the wall, but not what I was looking for.
Maybe, I thought, I meant they were in Winchelsea?
Maybe indeed. Anyway, Winchelsea is just a ten minute drive away, another ancinet town, this time set on a hill with the main road up from the marsh passing through a huge stone gate.
And the town itself is set on a grid system, and some would have you believe that this was the system New York was based on. I don't know, but it aint no Manhattan.
I park beside the church, walk in and look for the plant with round shaped leaves. None found. I then go to check on the church, and about eight feet up was a single plant.
I was so excited. So excited, I told a guy from English Heritage that I had found a rare plant. Oh really, what's it called? Wall Pennywort says I. Oh that grows everywhere in this town I was told.
I deflated, slightly.
And indeed I find it everywhere I looked. Anywhere made of stone, anyways.
I go back to the car and set sail to Eastbourne, in the west.
To get there I would have to pass through, ahem; Hastings, Bexhill then Eastbourne, then St Leonards.
The road meanders through towns, up and down downs, it takes a long time to get a little distance. Hastings is jammed with traffic due to a collapsed sewer. Pooey.
But further along, it is the endless traffic lights and roundabouts.
West of Eastbourne is Beachy Head. Not a beach. It is a high chalk cliff, which then goes on to make up part of the Severn Sisters, a line of undulating chalk cliffs.
I was there as I seem to remember being told, many years ago, of a hybrid Orchid growing near there, so after what might have been six years since being told, I was following up. And directions were very sketchy to say the least
I park in the main car park, but unlike everyone else, I walk away from the cliffs to the edge of a field, to scour the hedgerow and see if any pikes could be found.
I look and look, but see nothing orchid-like.
Drat.
But I do see butterflies. Lots of butterflies, including a pair of Wall Browns who land at my feet, mid-courtship, so I was able to snap them. There was also Brown Argus and a Common Blue, though the latter was flighty and I got no shot.
Back to the car, program the sat nav and I find I still had an hour and ten minutes to go. Best get a move on.
Sussex is a smarter and posher county than Kent, I pass my gated mansions, prep schools and villages I could not afford to look at let alone live.
As I drove, the sky clouded over, meaning my plan for top shots was being ruined.
Wakehurst is a National Trust property, but the gardens are maintained by Kew, it is where they have a lot of their wild plants. And in a quiet corner there was a small collection of orchids.
He hoped.
I pulled up at midday, and I realised i had not eaten; not a problem, but with it raining, best take a break, have lunch, and hopefully the weather would get better.
Being hungry, I order a panini, a sausage roll, and get a bowl of salad with the meal too. I had a lot of food.
Anyway, I sit down to eat and hope the weather blows over.
Which it does. Kinda. It at least isn't raining.
The kind staff had given me a map, and ringed the bank where the orchids were. So, I just had to find it.
I wander through beds of Korean, Chinese then Japanese plants, before finding a small dip, down that and up a grass track, and behind some simple low fencing was a small group of orchids.
I had found them.
So, I lay down, got my shots, then wandered round the grounds, down an ornamental valley, all overflowing with highly scented rhododendrons, all marvellous stuff.
But I was worried about getting back. So, I made my way back to the car, through the shop without buying anything.
The sat nav said one hour twenty minutes. Seemed short. I decided not to believe it, so drove out of the car park and towards the motorway at warp factor nine.
But it is true: just six miles to Gatwick, then six more to the M25, 15 to Kent then down the M20 towards Hythe. I was back in east Kent before three, meaning I had two hours to kill.
Introduced, cool-season, annual, low-growing, hairless legume, with prostrate to ascending stems. Leaves have 3 leaflets, each oblong to round and 4-13 mm long. The central leaflet has a distinctly longer stalk than the lateral ones. Flowerheads are loose to somewhat dense hemispherical clusters (6-7 mm long) of 3-20 yellow pea-like flowers. Flowering is in spring. A native of Europe, it is found in pastures, woodlands, lawns and roadsides. Although it often occurs at reasonably high density in short pastures, productivity is low and it has a high proportion of stem to leaf. It is palatable and grows from autumn to early summer (very dependent on rainfall), but only produces useful amounts of feed in spring. Requires moist soil for growth, so tends to burn-off rapidly in late spring as temperatures rise and soil moisture often remains low. Growth increases with applied phosphorus as long as pastures are kept short in late winter and early spring, but the response is likely to be too small to be economic.
Eight men commence ministry for the Church
Story and photos by Ambria Hammel | Nov. 15, 2010 | The Catholic Sun
A baptism at St. Gabriel the Archangel Parish in Cave Creek last week marked a double cause for celebration for one man in particular.
The waters of baptism signaled the first step of a lifelong journey in faith for the 2-month-old boy and the first time the celebrant — the infant’s grandfather — administered the sacrament as a permanent deacon for the Church.
One day prior, Deacon Robert Torigian was among eight men, all married with children, whom Bishop Thomas J. Olmsted ordained to the diaconate Nov. 6 at Ss. Simon and Jude Cathedral. They join 239 permanent deacons serving the Phoenix Diocese from the altar, within parish ministries and in the greater community.
“I know that each of them has what it takes to be an effective, caring deacon and a powerful witness of Jesus, the Servant of all,” said Deacon Doug Bogart, associate director of education and formation for the diaconate.
He described them as smart and creative. The new deacons, ages 42-60, have a strong commitment to service, particularly to the bishop, their parishes and to the poor, Deacon Bogart added.
Bishop Olmsted told a crowded cathedral filled with extended family, friends, priests and fellow deacons that deacons represent the charity of the Church. Therefore, he said, they will see the new deacons as disciples seeking “not to be served, but to serve.”
Then he spoke directly to his eight newest “sons.”
“You receive sacred authority to teach in the name of the Church. Such teachings are badly needed,” the bishop said. He cautioned them to resist the temptation to omit any teaching that may not be popular.
“Hand it on faithfully in its organic wholeness,” the bishop said.
One by one all eight deacon candidates knelt in front of the bishop, placed their hands in his and promised their fidelity.
Then the entire church offered a litany of supplication while the candidates fully prostrated themselves down the cathedral’s center aisle. It marked their act of submission.
When they got up, the new deacons spread themselves along the foot of the altar where priests vested them for the first time. Jesuit Father Dave Klein vested his brother Deacon Tom Klein, who will be the only deacon serving St. Francis Xavier Parish.
Deacon Klein also cited his other brother, a St. Thomas the Apostle parishioner and longtime Vincentian, as influential in his discernment.
“It’s been a lifetime evolution for me. There was no lightning bolt moment,” Deacon Klein said in his final hour before ordination.
Deacon Klein, who also works as a trial lawyer, will head the parish’s busy marriage preparation program. He hopes to encourage parishioners of all ages to become more active in the Church.
Once vested, the deacons knelt a final time in front of Bishop Olmsted as he symbolically handed each of them the Book of the Gospels.
“Now you are not only hearers of the Gospels, but also its ministers,” the bishop said.
The deacons finished their ordination Mass from the altar and helped distribute the Eucharist.
Hope for the future
“We, today, witnessed the living faith being handed on from generation to generation so that the Church of Christ will never be without the sacraments of the three holy orders of the Church,” Bishop Eduardo A. Nevares said during a brief program at a post-ordination reception.
Providing for the future of the Church, especially by administering the sacrament of baptism, is what several new deacons looked forward to in their first weeks of ordained ministry. One had eight baptisms lined up during his first week.
“That is the joy and source of hope,” said Deacon David Runyan, a retired meteorologist who will serve St. Andrew the Apostle Parish in Chandler and El Cristo Rey Parish at the Grand Canyon in the summertime.
Deacon Torigian, who baptized his grandson, plans to remind older Catholics of their baptismal obligation to come to know and serve the Lord, he said.
The new deacon and longtime physician assistant should know a thing or two about service. He devoted so much time to pastoral ministry in his native Detroit that several deacons invited him to consider joining the diaconate. He finished formation in Phoenix.
Outside of parish work at St. Gabriel, Deacon Torigian will also help the diocesan Office of Natural Family Planning develop curriculum for Catholic high school students.
Deacon Jim Gall, who for a while didn’t know what a deacon was but always liked to serve others, also looks forward to living the deacon motto of servant leadership.
He gained a deeper prayer life during the formation process. It’s helped him see things with spiritual eyes instead of reacting based on temperament, he said.
“I could never go back to the way I was,” Deacon Gall said.
Most new deacons said they gained a deeper spirituality and strengthened their marriage and family relationships during formation.
“I just thank God that I finally said yes,” said Deacon Al Homiski, a parish administrator at St. Bernadette in Scottsdale. He admitted putting off repeated invitations to join the diaconate for years.
The five-year formation process in Phoenix involves two years of weekly Kino classes, monthly diaconate meetings with candidates and their wives, practicums including at St. Joseph’s Hospital and Medical Center, and twice daily prayer. The experience is enough to impact the entire family.
Deacon Ron Johnson saw a noticeable change in the spiritual lives of his three children as well during formation. The psychologist first felt called to the diaconate during a Cursillo weekend seven years ago and is looking forward to being the first Spanish-speaking deacon in the Flagstaff area.
He’ll also travel with Fr. Pat Mowrer throughout the north deanery supporting other parishes and missions.
Deacon Jason Robinson said he was always attracted to serving the Church. He applied to the priesthood after high school and entered further discernment.
He soon met his wife through a singles ministry and continued to search for his niche in the Church.
“I had this passion for the Church kind of from the inside, yet I was a working man,” the software developer said, “so I was always a bridge.”
He thought about entering the diaconate later in life. A personal invitation to the diaconate expedited his formation and ordination.
His ministry will include prison and Native American outreach plus parish work.
“Thank you for responding to God,” Deacon Jim Trant, director of the diaconate told the diocese’s newest deacons, “for doing and acting upon His will.”
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Prostrate decumbent shrub to 18 cm high, c. 10 stamens on one side of two villous carpels, staminodes on both sides of carpels. Flowers yellow.
Introduced cool-season biennial or short lived perennial legume; stems are semi prostrate to erect, thick and 30-160 cm tall. Leaves are pinnate with 7-15 pairs of round to oval leaflets and succulent; upper surface is hairless and lower surface is hairy. Flowerheads are racemes with up to 35 pea-like flowers; petals are red to crimson. Pods are 3-8-segmented and have a rough short thorny surface. A native of the Mediterranean region, it is sown as a short-term ley legume in cropping systems. It produces large quantities of high quality feed in winter and spring. It can be grazed or cut for hay (less leaf drop than lucerne, but thicker stems are more difficult to dry) or silage, but is not suitable for use in grass/legume pastures.
Introduced, warm season, annual or short-lived perennial, prostrate herb with reddish
stems to 80cm long and a woody taproot. Leaves consist of 4-8 pairs of leaflets (4-12mm long); leaflets are dark green above and silvery-grey below; hairs mostly restricted to the midrib and margins. Solitary flowers in the axils are small, bright yellow and 5-petalled. Fruit have 5 segments each bearing short hard spines. Flowers from spring to autumn. A weed in pastures and fallowed cropping country. Often found around sheds, laneways and roadsides. In urban areas it is regarded as a nuisance weed on footpaths and playing fields. It easily attaches to machinery, tyres, animals and shoes aiding its spread. The spiny fruit can cause vegetable fault in wool and lameness to stock. Becomes dominant when other vegetation is removed by fallows, droughts or overgrazing. Prevention of spread is the best control measure. Establish competitive pastures to outcompete catheads. A wide range of herbicides can be used. Grazing with cattle is preferred as photosensitisation, nitrate poisoning and staggers in sheep have been known to occur.
Crown of life hovers over Anne Drury 1633 wife of Sir John Deane 1625 www.flickr.com/photos/52219527@N00/14428597446/ The monument by William Wright of Charing Cross was erected by her son Sir Dru Deane in 1634 who lies "prostrate at her feete".
"Let all time remember ye worthynes of ye Lady Deane who lived ye faithfull wife & died ye constant widow of Sir John Deane of Mapplested in ye county of Essex knight
Let no sorrowe forget that she departed this life on ye 25th of May 1633 of whome truth testifies. To whose beloved memory Dru Deane her eldest son here prostrate at her feete erects this monument
Her shape was rare: Her beauty exquisite
Her wytt accurate: Her judgement singular
Her entertainment harty: Her conversation lovely
Her harte merciful: Her hand helpful
Her courses modest: Her discourses wise
Her charity Heavenly: Her amity constant
Her practise holy: Her religion pure
Her vowes lawful: Her meditations divine
Her faith unfaygned: Her hope stable
Her prayers devout: Her devotions diurnall
Her dayes short: Her life everlasting"
Anne was the daughter of daughter of Sir Dru Drury of Riddlesworth by Catherine Finch ++++ www.flickr.com/photos/52219527@N00/1083936330/
Children - 2 sons and 6 daughters.
1. Dru +++ Lucy daughter of George Goring 1st Earl of Norwich by Mary daughter of Edward Nevill, 8th or 1st Baron Bergavenny & Rachel Lennard of Chevening
2. John
1. Anne m Sir Anthony Wingfield son of Sir Thomas Wingfield d1609/10 by 2nd wife Elizabeth Drury (buried at Letheringham which he inherited on the death of his brother) daughter of Sir Dru Drury of Riddlesworth and Lynstead and Catherine Finch ++++ www.flickr.com/photos/52219527@N00/1083936330/ (Thomas Wingfield m1 Radcliffe Gerrard www.flickr.com/photos/52219527@N00/13985510334/
2. Katherine
3. Frances
4. Elizabeth m John Tyndall son of Deane Tyndall by Amy Weston
5. Joan
6. MIldred
+++ Children of Dru Drury and Lucy Goring
1. Anthony === m Jane daughter of Sir Edward Barkham 1667 of Southacre by Frances daughter of Thomas Berney of Redham
=== Anthony (Sir Drue's eldest surviving son) was aged 8 at the death of his father and was placed under the guardianship of Deane Tyndal, of Chelmshaw House in Great Maplestead, a zealous Parliamentarian, and one of the Parliamentary Committee for the Preservation of Peace in Essex. But youug Anthony was sprung from a Royalist family on his father's side, and his mother was a daughter of the celebrated George Goring, Earl of Norwich, the Royalist leader, so it is probable that he also was inclined to the King's side ; at any rate he conducted himself in a reckless manner, marrying aged 18 to Jane daughter of Sir Edward Barkham and immediately on his coming of age in 1652 negotiating for the sale of the family property, which he effected Feb. 1st, 1653, when he conveyed Dynes Hall to Col. John Sparrow son of John Sparrow of Gestingthorpe flic.kr/p/PsXdC for the sum of £6,000
After this transaction he completely disappears from the scene, and it is probable that he died shortly afterwards leaving a son Anthony Deane of Monk Soham
- Church of St Giles Great Maplestead, Essex
Introduced, warm-season, annual or short-lived perennial, more or less prostrate herb; to 25 cm tall and with thick, tough stems that put roots down where the nodes come into contact with the soil. Leaves are oval and usually lobed, with toothed margins; 3-7 veins radiate from the heart-shaped base. Flowers are solitary in the leaf axils and have 5 red to orange-red petals. Flowering is in spring and summer. A native of South America, it is a weed of disturbed areas, such as newly sown pastures and turf; less so
in crops. It is spread by seed and vegetatively by putting down roots where ever stem nodes contact the ground. It is salt and drought tolerant. Has caused occasional stock poisoning, but its very prostrate habit limits the quantity eaten. Control in pastures by promoting dense swards. Can be controlled by herbicides at the seedling stage, but it is extremely tolerant of glyphosate, often making it a problem weed of direct drilled crops and pastures., but its very prostrate habit limits the quantity eaten. Control in pastures by promoting dense swards. Can be controlled by herbicides at the seedling stage, but it is extremely tolerant of glyphosate, often making it a problem weed of direct drilled
crops and pastures.
It is not often now I will have the chance to see a new UK orchid species, however, over the border and over the border after that, in West Sussex, there is a place where they have two very rare species, seeded, but a wild UK orchid. Well, the Greater Tongue is not a native orchid, but there has now been four confirmed records of them growing in the UK, these being one of them. But the second species, the Loose-Flowerd Orchid, is only found in the Channel Islands, and here.
So, better go and prostrate myself at their lips. As it were.
There is a quick way, via the motorway, or the lazy way, taking the coast road. And as I planned to do two or three stops on the way, I would take the coast road.
Once I had dropped Jools off at work first.
Have you got your phone? Jools asked. Hell no. How will I know if anything goes wrong? You won't, but it'll be fine.
He hoped.
After coffee, we load up the car with work bag and cameras, and off into the bright dawn, or an hour after dawn, and onto the almost empty roads to Hythe.
Having dropped Jools off, I drive out of Hythe and out onto the Romney Marsh. The road meanders over ditches and the railway line, I make good time, getting to Rye just before eight.
Last year I saw a Tweet saying a rare plant was found in, what I thought was, Rye. Growing on the church wall.
No matter, I had not been there for ages, and wandering around it cobbled streets, looking at its wonderful ancient buildings is all the more enjoyable when you're the only one ding it, and with a soundtrack of the dawn chorus.
I check all the wall s of the churchyard, and find many plants growing on or out of the wall, but not what I was looking for.
Maybe, I thought, I meant they were in Winchelsea?
Maybe indeed. Anyway, Winchelsea is just a ten minute drive away, another ancinet town, this time set on a hill with the main road up from the marsh passing through a huge stone gate.
And the town itself is set on a grid system, and some would have you believe that this was the system New York was based on. I don't know, but it aint no Manhattan.
I park beside the church, walk in and look for the plant with round shaped leaves. None found. I then go to check on the church, and about eight feet up was a single plant.
I was so excited. So excited, I told a guy from English Heritage that I had found a rare plant. Oh really, what's it called? Wall Pennywort says I. Oh that grows everywhere in this town I was told.
I deflated, slightly.
And indeed I find it everywhere I looked. Anywhere made of stone, anyways.
I go back to the car and set sail to Eastbourne, in the west.
To get there I would have to pass through, ahem; Hastings, Bexhill then Eastbourne, then St Leonards.
The road meanders through towns, up and down downs, it takes a long time to get a little distance. Hastings is jammed with traffic due to a collapsed sewer. Pooey.
But further along, it is the endless traffic lights and roundabouts.
West of Eastbourne is Beachy Head. Not a beach. It is a high chalk cliff, which then goes on to make up part of the Severn Sisters, a line of undulating chalk cliffs.
I was there as I seem to remember being told, many years ago, of a hybrid Orchid growing near there, so after what might have been six years since being told, I was following up. And directions were very sketchy to say the least
I park in the main car park, but unlike everyone else, I walk away from the cliffs to the edge of a field, to scour the hedgerow and see if any pikes could be found.
I look and look, but see nothing orchid-like.
Drat.
But I do see butterflies. Lots of butterflies, including a pair of Wall Browns who land at my feet, mid-courtship, so I was able to snap them. There was also Brown Argus and a Common Blue, though the latter was flighty and I got no shot.
Back to the car, program the sat nav and I find I still had an hour and ten minutes to go. Best get a move on.
Sussex is a smarter and posher county than Kent, I pass my gated mansions, prep schools and villages I could not afford to look at let alone live.
As I drove, the sky clouded over, meaning my plan for top shots was being ruined.
Wakehurst is a National Trust property, but the gardens are maintained by Kew, it is where they have a lot of their wild plants. And in a quiet corner there was a small collection of orchids.
He hoped.
I pulled up at midday, and I realised i had not eaten; not a problem, but with it raining, best take a break, have lunch, and hopefully the weather would get better.
Being hungry, I order a panini, a sausage roll, and get a bowl of salad with the meal too. I had a lot of food.
Anyway, I sit down to eat and hope the weather blows over.
Which it does. Kinda. It at least isn't raining.
The kind staff had given me a map, and ringed the bank where the orchids were. So, I just had to find it.
I wander through beds of Korean, Chinese then Japanese plants, before finding a small dip, down that and up a grass track, and behind some simple low fencing was a small group of orchids.
I had found them.
So, I lay down, got my shots, then wandered round the grounds, down an ornamental valley, all overflowing with highly scented rhododendrons, all marvellous stuff.
But I was worried about getting back. So, I made my way back to the car, through the shop without buying anything.
The sat nav said one hour twenty minutes. Seemed short. I decided not to believe it, so drove out of the car park and towards the motorway at warp factor nine.
But it is true: just six miles to Gatwick, then six more to the M25, 15 to Kent then down the M20 towards Hythe. I was back in east Kent before three, meaning I had two hours to kill.
Native, warm season, perennial herb with prostrate or twining branches. Has an unpleasant odour like fish-based plant fertiliser when crushed. Leaves are alternate, stalked, broad-triangular, hastate and to 5 cm long. Flowerheads are or reduced to axillary clusters. Flowers are small and bisexual, with 5 perianth segments and 1 or 2 stamens. Fruit are dry at maturity. Flowering is in summer and autumn. Grows in grassy woodlands and sclerophyll forests. A very fast coloniser of bare or disturbed sites following summer rainfall. Useful as a stabiliser of bare soils.
Introduced, warm-season, short-lived perennial, prostrate to semi-erect legume with a shallow taproot. Leaves have 2 asymmetrical, obovate to rounded leaflets, each 12-35 mm long. Flowerheads consist of 1-2 flowers in the leaf axils,
each with 5 symmetrically arranged yellow petals. Pods are linear, flat, sparsely to very hairy and 35-40 mm long. Flowering is in the warmer months. A native of North and South America, it is sown for
grazing and naturalized in frost free areas. It is suited to free-draining, lower fertility, acid soils
and cannot tolerate heavy soils or waterlogging. Not recommended for fertile soils. Frost can limit spread. Wynn is the only sown cultivar. Seeds germinate and establish quickly and plants can rapidly grow and spread. Produces good weight gains in cattle, but old stems
have low feed value. It has low palatability for cattle during the growing season and is not readily grazed until grass quality
has declined sufficiently in autumn. It is not grazed by horses. Grazing management should aim to limit selective grazing during the growing season and maintain plants in a low radiating growth habit. Short
duration heavy grazing with appropriate rest periods is best to achieve this. Grazing periods can be extended in winter in frost free areas when grasses
are dormant. In areas with heavy frosts grazing should occur before first frost to avoid total leaf loss. Continuous heavy grazing leads to a decline in companion grasses, dominance by round-leafed
cassia and invasion by weeds.
Introduced, warm-season, perennial, prostrate, climbing legume, with stolons. Leaves have 3 leaflets, each hairy, 1-9 cm long, round to ovate. The central leaflet has a longer stalk than the lateral leaflets. Leaf size varies with grazing pressure. Flowerheads are racemes of 2-5, blue, 5-9 mm long, pea-like flowers in the leaf axils. Pods are straight sided, narrow, flattened and 1-3 cm long. Flowering is in summer and autumn. A native of Africa, it is sown for grazing on wide
range of soils. Grows best on moist, fertile soils, but it will tolerate low fertility. It is tolerant of acidity, moderate levels of aluminium and light shade, but is sensitive to frost. Shaw is the only variety sown. Provides a good quality, high protein, non-bloating feed, it is of greatest value in late summer and autumn as the quality of pasture grasses declines. It is slow to establish and drought will kill it. Tolerates prolonged heavy grazing, but needs to be allowed to seed in the first and second year for longterm
persistence. Grazing pressure should be sufficient to produce a low leafy stand as undergrazed stands develop severe leaf disease.
Introduced, warm season, perennial, prostrate herb to 60 cm tall. Leaves and stems are hairy with glandular and non-glandular hairs. Leaves are alternate, lanceolate, deeply veined and stem clasping. Blue to mauve tubular flowers (with yellow stamens and throat) arranged caterpillar-like in 2 rows on one side of the flowering stem (scirpoid cyme). Flowers most of the year, but not in winter in southern areas. Grows on a wide range of soil types. Predominantly in areas that receive at least 50% of average annual rainfall in summer. It is mostly a problem of run down pasture and disturbed areas such as cropping paddocks, roadsides and waste land. Regenerates from seed and vegetatively from pieces of plant and roots. It is spread by water, fur of animals and in the gut of animals. A weed which is toxic to animals, quite invasive and difficult to control. Causes chronic liver damage in cattle, sheep and horses; can be fatal. Cultivation encourages its spread by stimulating germination and regrowth of plant parts. Management requires an integrated approach including herbicides, productive pasture, grazing management and biological control. There has only been one biological control agent released in Australia, the blue heliotrope leaf-beetle. At high densities, leaf-beetles can completely defoliate blue heliotrope, with both the larvae and adults feeding on the leaves.
In Hindu system of religion to worship the God in a human form is regarded as the highest form of worship. In old Vedic era it is the Acharya (The Master/Teacher) who was worshipped as the embodiment of the God. Even today all the popular religious beliefs, like Vaishnavism, Bauls and the others, consider a human form as a temple of the God.
Kumari puja is one such ritual where the Goddess durga is being invoked and worshipped within the form of a virgin girl whose age is between 1 to 16 years. This ritual is being observed mostly on the third day, that is "Maha Astami", of Durga puja while in some places the fourth day, that is "Maha Navami", is considered to be the day for it. Kumari puja is actually a Tantrik ritual of Sadhana (worship) which is believed to bring great blessings on the worshipper. Different Tantras have extensive discussions on the methods and procedures to be followed by different categories of Sadhakas (worshipper); however I think the ritual is not being observed in all its rigorous details now-a-days during the puja, at least that is not realistically possible.
The choice of the virgin for Kumari puja is not made based on caste, religion or social backgroung, rather the physical, emotional and mental characteristics are taken into consideration. Swami Vivekananda is said to have worshipped a Muslim girl as a Kumari. The girls at different ages are believed to represent the different manifestations of the Goddess: A girl of 1 year is called Sandhya, of 2 years Saraswati, of 3 years Tridhamurti, of 4 years Kalika, of 5 years Subhaga, of 6 years Uma, of 7 years Malini, of 8 years Kuvjika, of 9 years Kalasandarbha, of 10 years Aparajita, of 11 years Rudrani, of 12 years Bhairavi, of 13 years Mahalaksmi, of 14 years Pithanayika, of 15 years Ksetrajna and of 16 years Annada or Amvika.
At the end of the puja everyone present in the premise prostrate before the Kumari, irrespective of their ages, for Her blessings. "Charanamrita", the blessed water, is offered to the devotees.
Acknowledgement: I like to give thanks to the family members of Rani Rashmoni's house at Jaanbazar, Kolkata, for allowing me to photograph the rituals at their premises.
Jaanbazar, Kolkata.
October, 2007
Introduced, warm-season, annual or biennial, mat-forming herb, with a deep taproot. Stems are prostrate, to 1 m long and arise from the one point. Leaves are all the same size, hairless, blue-green and 8-30 mm long. Flowers are small (1.8-3 mm long), pink or white and solitary or in small clusters in the leaf axils. Flowering is in spring and summer. A native of Europe, it is a weed of disturbed areas, particularly roadsides, wasteland, cropping paddocks, gateways and degraded pastures. An indicator of poor ground cover. Can form dense mats in newly sown pastures and is a weed of summer fallows or summer crops such
as lucerne. Strongly competitive, it has vigorous seedlings with a strong tap root; mature plants inhibit the germination of many seedlings (allelopathic effect) particularly medic species. May be grazed by cattle and sheep, usually without a problem, but seeds can cause photosensitization in cattle and enteritis in all types of livestock; leaves occasionally cause dermatitis. Controlled with healthy vigorous pastures. Registered herbicides are available for control.
Erik Törner is a Tibet analyst from IM who last visited Tibet in January 2011.
”It was a cold time, hardly no tourists visit Tibet in winter time. On the other hand, as it is too cold to work for both farmers and nomads, they traditionally have a month of and go on pilgrimage. Thereby, all sights where filled with Tibetans, mostly from the countryside.
Dressed up for the occasion, and very curious to meet Westerners, they made it worth sleeping without heat or electricity in below zero temperatures.”
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'Tippoo's Tiger' is an awesome, life-size beast of carved and painted wood, seen in the act of devouring a prostrate European in the costume of the 1790s. It has cast a spell over generations of admirers since 1808, when it was first displayed in the East India Company's museum. Concealed in the bodywork is a mechanical pipe-organ with several parts, all operated simultaneously by a crank-handle emerging from the tiger's shoulder. Inside the tiger and the man are weighted bellows with pipes attached. Turning the handle pumps the bellows and controls the air-flow to simulate the growls of the tiger and cries of the victim. The cries are varied by the approach of the hand towards the mouth and away, as the left arm - the only moving part - is raised and lowered.
Another pair of bellows, linked to the same handle, supplies wind for a miniature organ of 18 pipes built into the tiger, with stops under the tail. Its structure is like that of European mechanical organs, but adapted for hand operation by a set of ivory button keys reached through a flap in the animal's side. The mechanism has been repaired several times and altered from its original state. It is now too fragile to be operated regularly.
Tippoo Sahib (to his European contemporaries) was Sultan of Mysore in South India from 1782-99. The painted wooden casing of his tiger is unmistakably Indian, but there are indications that the mechanism came from a European hand very likely French.
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Literary Associations:
ipu and his exploits captured the popular imagination in Britain, figuring prominently in art, literature and drama far into the 19th century. Keats, who visited the India House while the tiger was on show there, in Cap and Bells envisaged a personal performance by the Sultan on his Man-Tyger-Organ. The Storming of Seringapatam unleashed a flood of prints and broadsheets. It inspired one of the largest paintings in the world, exhibited in London as a panorama. It was featured as a vast spectacular at Astley's Amphitheatre, and cut down to size for the juvenile drama. As late as 1868 it set the scene for Wilkie Collins's novel The Moonstone.
www.vam.ac.uk/collections/asia/object_stories/Tippoo's_ti...
Introduced, warm season, perennial, prostrate herb to 60 cm tall. Leaves and stems are hairy with glandular and non-glandular hairs. Leaves are alternate, lanceolate, deeply veined and stem clasping. Blue to mauve tubular flowers (with yellow stamens and throat) arranged caterpillar-like in 2 rows on one side of the flowering stem (scirpoid cyme). Flowers most of the year, but not in winter in southern areas. Grows on a wide range of soil types. Predominantly in areas that receive at least 50% of average annual rainfall in summer. It is mostly a problem of run down pasture and disturbed areas such as cropping paddocks, roadsides and waste land. Regenerates from seed and vegetatively from pieces of plant and roots. It is spread by water, fur of animals and in the gut of animals. A weed which is toxic to animals, quite invasive and difficult to control. Causes chronic liver damage in cattle, sheep and horses; can be fatal. Cultivation encourages its spread by stimulating germination and regrowth of plant parts. Management requires an integrated approach including herbicides, productive pasture, grazing management and biological control. There has only been one biological control agent released in Australia, the blue heliotrope leaf-beetle. At high densities, leaf-beetles can completely defoliate blue heliotrope, with both the larvae and adults feeding on the leaves.
It is not often now I will have the chance to see a new UK orchid species, however, over the border and over the border after that, in West Sussex, there is a place where they have two very rare species, seeded, but a wild UK orchid. Well, the Greater Tongue is not a native orchid, but there has now been four confirmed records of them growing in the UK, these being one of them. But the second species, the Loose-Flowerd Orchid, is only found in the Channel Islands, and here.
So, better go and prostrate myself at their lips. As it were.
There is a quick way, via the motorway, or the lazy way, taking the coast road. And as I planned to do two or three stops on the way, I would take the coast road.
Once I had dropped Jools off at work first.
Have you got your phone? Jools asked. Hell no. How will I know if anything goes wrong? You won't, but it'll be fine.
He hoped.
After coffee, we load up the car with work bag and cameras, and off into the bright dawn, or an hour after dawn, and onto the almost empty roads to Hythe.
Having dropped Jools off, I drive out of Hythe and out onto the Romney Marsh. The road meanders over ditches and the railway line, I make good time, getting to Rye just before eight.
Last year I saw a Tweet saying a rare plant was found in, what I thought was, Rye. Growing on the church wall.
No matter, I had not been there for ages, and wandering around it cobbled streets, looking at its wonderful ancient buildings is all the more enjoyable when you're the only one ding it, and with a soundtrack of the dawn chorus.
I check all the wall s of the churchyard, and find many plants growing on or out of the wall, but not what I was looking for.
Maybe, I thought, I meant they were in Winchelsea?
Maybe indeed. Anyway, Winchelsea is just a ten minute drive away, another ancinet town, this time set on a hill with the main road up from the marsh passing through a huge stone gate.
And the town itself is set on a grid system, and some would have you believe that this was the system New York was based on. I don't know, but it aint no Manhattan.
I park beside the church, walk in and look for the plant with round shaped leaves. None found. I then go to check on the church, and about eight feet up was a single plant.
I was so excited. So excited, I told a guy from English Heritage that I had found a rare plant. Oh really, what's it called? Wall Pennywort says I. Oh that grows everywhere in this town I was told.
I deflated, slightly.
And indeed I find it everywhere I looked. Anywhere made of stone, anyways.
I go back to the car and set sail to Eastbourne, in the west.
To get there I would have to pass through, ahem; Hastings, Bexhill then Eastbourne, then St Leonards.
The road meanders through towns, up and down downs, it takes a long time to get a little distance. Hastings is jammed with traffic due to a collapsed sewer. Pooey.
But further along, it is the endless traffic lights and roundabouts.
West of Eastbourne is Beachy Head. Not a beach. It is a high chalk cliff, which then goes on to make up part of the Severn Sisters, a line of undulating chalk cliffs.
I was there as I seem to remember being told, many years ago, of a hybrid Orchid growing near there, so after what might have been six years since being told, I was following up. And directions were very sketchy to say the least
I park in the main car park, but unlike everyone else, I walk away from the cliffs to the edge of a field, to scour the hedgerow and see if any pikes could be found.
I look and look, but see nothing orchid-like.
Drat.
But I do see butterflies. Lots of butterflies, including a pair of Wall Browns who land at my feet, mid-courtship, so I was able to snap them. There was also Brown Argus and a Common Blue, though the latter was flighty and I got no shot.
Back to the car, program the sat nav and I find I still had an hour and ten minutes to go. Best get a move on.
Sussex is a smarter and posher county than Kent, I pass my gated mansions, prep schools and villages I could not afford to look at let alone live.
As I drove, the sky clouded over, meaning my plan for top shots was being ruined.
Wakehurst is a National Trust property, but the gardens are maintained by Kew, it is where they have a lot of their wild plants. And in a quiet corner there was a small collection of orchids.
He hoped.
I pulled up at midday, and I realised i had not eaten; not a problem, but with it raining, best take a break, have lunch, and hopefully the weather would get better.
Being hungry, I order a panini, a sausage roll, and get a bowl of salad with the meal too. I had a lot of food.
Anyway, I sit down to eat and hope the weather blows over.
Which it does. Kinda. It at least isn't raining.
The kind staff had given me a map, and ringed the bank where the orchids were. So, I just had to find it.
I wander through beds of Korean, Chinese then Japanese plants, before finding a small dip, down that and up a grass track, and behind some simple low fencing was a small group of orchids.
I had found them.
So, I lay down, got my shots, then wandered round the grounds, down an ornamental valley, all overflowing with highly scented rhododendrons, all marvellous stuff.
But I was worried about getting back. So, I made my way back to the car, through the shop without buying anything.
The sat nav said one hour twenty minutes. Seemed short. I decided not to believe it, so drove out of the car park and towards the motorway at warp factor nine.
But it is true: just six miles to Gatwick, then six more to the M25, 15 to Kent then down the M20 towards Hythe. I was back in east Kent before three, meaning I had two hours to kill.
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Introduced, warm-season, annual or short-lived perennial, more or less prostrate herb; to 25 cm tall and with thick, tough stems that put roots down where the nodes come into contact with the soil. Leaves are oval and usually lobed, with toothed margins; 3-7 veins radiate from the heart-shaped base. Flowers are solitary in the leaf axils and have 5 red to orange-red petals. Flowering is in spring and summer. A native of South America, it is a weed of disturbed areas, such as newly sown pastures and turf; less so
in crops. It is spread by seed and vegetatively by putting down roots where ever stem nodes contact the ground. It is salt and drought tolerant. Has caused occasional stock poisoning, but its very prostrate habit limits the quantity eaten. Control in pastures by promoting dense swards. Can be controlled by herbicides at the seedling stage, but it is extremely tolerant of glyphosate, often making it a problem weed of direct drilled crops and pastures.
roo-EL-ee-uh -- named for Jean Ruel, French botanist ... Dave's Botanary
prost-RAY-tuh -- prostrate ... Dave's Botanary
commonly known as: bell weed, black weed, prostrate wild petunia • Bengali: ধমনী dhamani • Dogri: वन बसूटी van basuti • Gujarati: કાળી ધામણ ઢોકળી kali dhaman dhokali, કાલી ઘાવણી kali ghavani • Hindi: धामिन dhamin • Kannada: ಭೀಮನ ಸೊಪ್ಪು bheemana soppu • Malayalam: ഉപ്പുതാളി upputhaali • Marathi: भुई रुवेल bhui ruwel, काळी धावणी kali dhawani • Rajasthani: काली घावणी kali ghavani • Tamil: போட்டகாஞ்சி pottakanchi • Telugu: మాను పత్రి maanu pathri, నేల నీలాంబరము nela neelaambaramu
botanical names: Ruellia prostrata Poir. ... homotypic synonyms: Dipteracanthus prostratus (Poir.) Nees • Ruellia patula var. prostrata(Poir.) Chiov. ... accepted infraspecifics: Ruellia prostrata var. prostrata ... heterotypic synonyms: Ruellia deccanensis J.Graham • Ruellia pallida Willd. ex Nees • Ruellia prostrata var. dejecta (Nees) C.B.Clarke • Ruellia ringens Roxb. ... and more at POWO, retrieved 16 July 2025
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Andhra Pradesh, *Goa, *Haryana, *Himachal Pradesh, Jammu & Kashmir, Karnataka, Kerala, Lakshadweep, Maharashtra, *Odisha, *Punjab, Rajasthan, Tamil Nadu, Uttar Pradesh, *Uttarakhand, West Bengal
* no given name / no name found in the regional language(s) of the state
Names compiled / updated at Names of Plants in India.