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Did it surprise me to learn that botanists classify the cucumber as a berry? Absolutely! But "much like tomatoes and squashes, it is often [might I suggest usually?] perceived, prepared, and eaten as a vegetable" (Wikipedia). After photographing it, I ran this cucumber through a blender and combined it with strawberry-flavored kefir to make a smoothie of sorts.
White upon blooming, the sepals of this flowerhead have turned a green-yellow shade (chartreus?). They will retain this color long into the fall until finally drying and turning brown.
I love almost all seasons of the year, but if I'm asked to prioritize then it'll be something like Autumn, Winter and Summer. I just love how the greens from the summer transitions into those various colors. A lot of science going on in the background but even without the knowledge of it, the whole phenomena is such a wonderful thing to experience.
Day 249/366 of Project 365 (Saturday, 2020 September 5 - 118th consecutive daily photo): You're never too old to play with blocks!
The Dune Walk at the New Buffalo (Michigan) Public Beach, currently closed for repairs and expansion, is scheculed to reopen in spring 2021.
You Who sleep in my breast are not net with words, but in the emergence of life within life and of wisdom within wisdom.
With You there is not longer any dialogue, any contest, any opposition. You are found in communion! Thou in me a I in Thee, Thou in them and they in me: dispossession with dispossession, dispassion with dispassion, emptiness within emptiness, freedom with freedom. I am alone. Thou are alone. The Father and I are One.
-Thomas Merton, Entering the Silence, pg. 488
A remote view of the Jefferson Memorial over the still waters of the Tidal Basin. The trees throw their last colorful leaves into the hazy morning.
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Autumn is a magical time of the year. The green leaves suddenly turn to gorgeous red, yellow, orange and maroon. Your eyes are in for a wonderful visual treat. This year's (2020) fall foliage arrived a bit early due to swinging weather conditions and the drought-like condition has affected the color development. That didn't stop leaf peepers. If it's a single tree that has changed colors, we gotta see it.
This aerial image was shot from an overlook on the Route 202 past the Bear Mountain Bridge in Upstate New York.
Epicureanism is neither an automatic default mode nor the assured result of modern science. It is a particular worldview which cannot assume pre-eminence but must make its way in the implicit market-place. Thinkers from many contexts, assuming many different worldviews, have puzzled over these questions, and it will not do for the Epicurean to insist that all possible opponents must play the game on the Epicurean home ground (studying the world without reference to God, and thinking about God without reference to the world), with the home team always playing with the wind, the slope and their own cheering crowd.
-History and Eschatology Jesus and the Promise of Natural Theology., N. T. Wright
Day 314/366 of Project 365 (Monday, 2020 November 9 - 183rd consecutivel daily photo): This orchard just outside the City of Buchanan, Michigan, abslolutely glows under the warmth of the morning sun.
I don't understand what all these connections are about, but they sure make it look like this pole is doing a lot of work.
In the world of nature, there's arguably nothing more magnetizing than the beauty of birds, on display here in a collection of refrigerator magnets. People who pursue birds as a hobby are known as birders or birdwatchers, while people who study them profesionally are called ornithologists.
Ottawa has lots of resident migrants - birds that come in the late spring and stay until fall, breeding and producing offspring while they are here. These birds give us lots of opportunities to observe behaviour and across a range of behavioural stages.
Other birds pass through with the objective of reaching the boreal forests further north. These birds we see coming and going a few months apart, if we are lucky. In the case of the Philadelphia Vireo, sightings are even trickier because, when they are in a habitat with other Vireos, they are the ones who head to the peak of the canopy, above the Red-eyed and Warbling Vireos.
As a group the Vireos all have some common elements that are variable in intensity from species to species. The Philadelphia has a darker yellow front than the Warbling, and the cap is darker too, looking more like the Red-eyed. But on a bleary early morning, that yellow is what announces the Philadelphia.
This was a lucky, ‘time in the field’ encounter that lasted about a second. Securing an image of the bird down low was pure luck, with stormy weather playing a part, and also partly a consequence of the camera reflexes one develops over the course of the two migrations with fast moving birds. I doubt I would have secured this image in the spring.