tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76911967386284620212024-02-19T09:55:17.091-06:00Prairie Smoke NotesPrairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-12715939003907321102010-03-19T22:26:00.002-05:002010-03-19T22:29:55.772-05:00MOVED TO NEW WEBSITEIf there is anyone out there who reads or follows this blog, please check me out at my new web address. I have moved to wordpress because it has better behind the scenes features. All the old posts have moved with me. <br /><br />Thanks for your support.<br /><br />Ann<br /><br /><a href="http://prairiesmokenotes.wordpress.com/">http://prairiesmokenotes.wordpress.com/</a>Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-21355742756368902592010-01-16T21:44:00.012-06:002010-01-16T22:35:01.057-06:00Cattle Auction<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVY7XUXHjuUlNxj8RXk6p5VJ0chHM9zm6SMTHutlQKPTU0p7uTp8hoPDnsyMNE1bjPCpAraRHDdWKT1UA6LBIare1XNfF4rkMtZjziFHwmXsZdIlVt0d_Gl1wc1Zptyz-0h1rurj7F1cI/s1600-h/2010_01_16_0012.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVY7XUXHjuUlNxj8RXk6p5VJ0chHM9zm6SMTHutlQKPTU0p7uTp8hoPDnsyMNE1bjPCpAraRHDdWKT1UA6LBIare1XNfF4rkMtZjziFHwmXsZdIlVt0d_Gl1wc1Zptyz-0h1rurj7F1cI/s200/2010_01_16_0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427561334070643666" /></a><br /><br />Today I met Pat (the real farmer) at Web Livestock Exchange in Benson to see my calves sold.<br />I own 6 cows that I lease to Pat. He keeps them with his herd, supplies their care and feed and we split the calf sales 30-70. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKnxtueXSUKfgwreMgdLQkUGv8HrdapbcW_4q6RRbeaZ-xCkXjs2GYaYzHPdy2Os96o1U60vvZA8XCo-ATC-cBgj4NWYFhptzOgxgwzYPjPid4ZzUN9-g0xqzyGbRkKLBIWNK_MnKNC7c/s1600-h/2010_01_16_0002.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKnxtueXSUKfgwreMgdLQkUGv8HrdapbcW_4q6RRbeaZ-xCkXjs2GYaYzHPdy2Os96o1U60vvZA8XCo-ATC-cBgj4NWYFhptzOgxgwzYPjPid4ZzUN9-g0xqzyGbRkKLBIWNK_MnKNC7c/s200/2010_01_16_0002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427560312864675074" /></a><br />He rents our family farm from Spring through Fall, so we get to enjoy seeing the calves run around and grow. The cattle go home to his farm for the winter.<br /><br />Yet, I had no trouble recognizing my calves when I got to the sale barn. Pat brought them in yesterday so they could get settled in. He does not like to sell sweaty, stressed animals as he feels he will get a better price if they look good.<br /><br />Anyway - I had never been to a cattle auction before, but had no trouble finding the place, and the parking lot full of pickup trucks and cattle trailers was a clear indication that today was the day. There were several door, but I just followed the steady stream of ranchers into the unmarked door in the center of the building. That door led to a small, unlit entrance which led to a concrete floored hallway and the entrance into the arena. - OK, now I know where the auction will be.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLSeJU467WVP6ffhTcIjjQr2qnNEhnYoRsjyZG8-mQkBUYj-LjKuTnb-L6bQWbWA3lt0qBADgR-oC4UX2z8N_ji1DgHqrjwNEZGSEZjqFFl1iWkWcO1lakjhz-wDDByje2Or2p92u1HuQ/s1600-h/2010_01_16_0015.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLSeJU467WVP6ffhTcIjjQr2qnNEhnYoRsjyZG8-mQkBUYj-LjKuTnb-L6bQWbWA3lt0qBADgR-oC4UX2z8N_ji1DgHqrjwNEZGSEZjqFFl1iWkWcO1lakjhz-wDDByje2Or2p92u1HuQ/s320/2010_01_16_0015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427562466380340450" /></a><br />The men was following walked around the arena to a small, unmarked door on one side. I followed them through the door and found myself in the barn. There were really little calves inside the barn, while down at the end, people were moving gates around to run cattle down corridors and into different paddocks. One the 3 cows went past, I let myself in through the gate and wandered down the corridor to the outdoor paddocks. I quickly spotted my calves in the first paddock. The steers were closest to me, and the heifers were under the shelter in the paddock behind them. They looked good.<br /><br />Pat and a lovely young lady approached from the other side, and I was introduced to Janessa - Pat's fiancee. She works there showing cattle on the area floor. That is where they met. Janessa gave me a little tour - including the cattle chute where they were manually testing the heifers & cows to see if they were pregnant. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDy9j3aDQE9-tBra9eIiK9cwJdFsej2gx18QhI1ucBK3f-fBgz6oEW6n3zorYLinJkIpXhgxTXPU-cfHBdbIiz2o4yWw8XD1RuvrR8x6OS2g9nG5gtRFy0sF0Wq80fAamGQrndY8m66E8/s1600-h/2010_01_16_0022.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDy9j3aDQE9-tBra9eIiK9cwJdFsej2gx18QhI1ucBK3f-fBgz6oEW6n3zorYLinJkIpXhgxTXPU-cfHBdbIiz2o4yWw8XD1RuvrR8x6OS2g9nG5gtRFy0sF0Wq80fAamGQrndY8m66E8/s320/2010_01_16_0022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427561987692688610" /></a><br />I had 3 steers and 3 heifers, all to be sold as feeders, meaning that they are to be fed to a heavier weight and eventually butchered for their meat.<br /><br />Watching the auction with Pat was great, he pointed out various features that buyers were looking for, and what features to avoid. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Ys1Q0qcnfG4Th9bEj76HM0OHKycsJCOLCZ-2QZfDGIzyNozz3l9Cp437sSXaX_hpY_pXQ4Ics64tAybc4cotWRQUS-pYzsRbHo8cK87-JqvgpE9l93_vhD0ChJTwbGdB2XBK2MlOXjE/s1600-h/2010_01_16_0040.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Ys1Q0qcnfG4Th9bEj76HM0OHKycsJCOLCZ-2QZfDGIzyNozz3l9Cp437sSXaX_hpY_pXQ4Ics64tAybc4cotWRQUS-pYzsRbHo8cK87-JqvgpE9l93_vhD0ChJTwbGdB2XBK2MlOXjE/s320/2010_01_16_0040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427561614298768466" /></a><br />Pat brought along a Hereford steer so we could sell the steers in pairs. I had 2 black and white steers and one brown and white (Hereford) one. The heifers were all black and white.<br /><br />My calves got top price! The black steers brought $1.06 per pound, the brown ones brought $1. The heifers brought $.91. Pat was very pleased with how we did. They weighed an average of 466 pounds each.<br /><br />All in all, it was a very interesting and profitable day.Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-89046776218247726672010-01-06T00:28:00.001-06:002010-01-06T00:28:55.683-06:00Instant FreezeThis week I did something I have always wanted to try, but never remember to do when the conditions are right.<br />I took a cup of boiling water outside and threw it into the air. Since it was -14 outside, it instantly turned to ice. The vapors froze and the droplets turned to snow. It was pretty cool!<br />I tried it again when the temperature was closer to 0 and it still worked, but was not as spectacular. I also tried it with cold and hot-from-the-tap water, but that did not work. It needed to be boiling hot.<br />I guess Dad was right - hot water does freeze faster.Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-79833988638527088252009-10-30T20:37:00.001-05:002009-10-30T20:37:49.434-05:00RAIN RAIN RAINI have been wondering lately if it will ever stop raining. It has rained almost every day this month. The soybeans can't get harvested when it is this wet. If they don't get harvested soon, many of our neighbors will have a rough time.<br />Well today it stopped raining - technically. It snowed instead. The heavy, wet snow melted at first, but was persistent enough to eventually cool the ground and now we have about an inch on the ground. <br />*SIGH*<br />Hopefully we'll have a little nicer weather for Halloween tomorrow night. I have 2 princesses that are looking forward to trick-or-treating.Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-45569657958456628702009-10-13T21:54:00.003-05:002009-10-13T22:02:38.600-05:00Leaf DropAfter Friday's killing frost and Saturday morning's snow, I saw something I have never seen before. The walnut tree in our yard dropped 95% if its leaves in about an hour. The leaves were dropping faster than I have ever seen! It was quite a sight. Then, driving around town later, I saw that most of the other walnut and some ash trees had dome the same thing. I would see a tree, nearly bare of leaves surrounded by nearly a foot of fallen leaves in a tight circle under the branches - next to a tree full of green leaves. The walnut leaves had not even changed colors yet. I think the frost and snow just triggered something inside it that said, HURRY UP! IT IS WINTER!<br /><br />It snowed again on Monday morning. My 2 year old LOVED walking in the snow. It looked so pretty on the green leaves. Snow is predicted again tomorrow. I hope we get a few dry fall days to rake up the leaves. Our maple leaves are barely turning!Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-5352653627919190272009-10-10T09:33:00.001-05:002009-10-10T09:33:19.994-05:00Welcome to winter!We have snow on the ground this morning. This just after yesterday's first killing frost.<br />The summer had pretty cool temperatures. Most of this year's hot weather came in September. We had several days over 90 degrees. Now winter has come early.<br />I hope that we will actually have some fall days this year... time will tell.Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-81368567045746868062009-09-12T21:04:00.001-05:002009-09-12T21:04:25.568-05:00Weaning cowsI feel sorry for our cows today. They calves have been taken away. Being a mom myself, I understand how uncomfortable the cows are with this new situation. <br />But, having perused some old farm equipment catalogs, the separation method definitely beats having the calves wear sharp muzzles. They would allow the calves to eat grass, but the sharp points would hurt the cow every time the calf wanted to drink. So the poor cow would have to kick away the calf. But both mother and calf would WANT the calf to drink, and they would try again with the same painful results.<br /><br />We finally got some rain this week. about 2.5 inches on Tuesday and a little more later in the week. It was just enough to bring out mosquitoes. Amazingly we have not been bothered by bugs all summer. One of the benefits of the dry cool weather.<br /><br />Kavin Bailey from Heartland Conservation is still working away at our woody invaders out at the prairie. It is really starting to open up out there. YEAH!<br />Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-16370382883066101042009-09-06T20:18:00.003-05:002009-09-06T21:10:07.106-05:00Woody Brush Removal<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>This spring, Dad and I signed up for and received a grant from the Minnesota DNR for woody brush removal. It is part of the <a href="http://www.dnr.state.mn.us/lip/index.html">Landowner Incentive Program (or LIP)</a>. For us to keep a true native prairie, we need to keep brush and trees out. It provides financial help and expert advice on how to keep our prairie - a prairie - and not let it turn into woods.<div><br /><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>No matter how much I like trees shading my house, they do not belong on the prairie. Over the years and through the centuries, the boundaries between forrest and prairie would shift... brush and trees would grown and spread slowly into prairie territory. Then fires would beat back the trees and allow the prairie to take over again. Once white settlement came and divided the prairie into smaller and smaller pieces by building roads and tilling the soil, the major fires ended. No more would fire restore vast acres of prairie.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>So those of us blessed with the responsibility of caring for a tiny piece of prairie do our best to maintain the native species. The fires we have had the last 2 years are a major part of that management. The burns were very successful in that the prairie species are thriving.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>UNFORTUNATELY, the quaking aspen trees increase after fire. Quaking aspen, and to some degree cottonwood trees are spread by cloning. That is they send out baby plants from thier roots. The quaking aspen rarely grows from seed. Each tree is either male or female, and most large stands are all the same gender - in fact they are the same plant. There is a stand of quaking aspen in Utah that is considered to be the largest and oldest organism in North America. Each tree is part of the same plant and is genetically identical.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxo9eXsg7DqxEiHIaB9Eym3lhz2WamklHdyZ-3KLxwNRCJcOWMcL12kl-ONIxGA8MNsC58j-QY9pck9VSR5jdalKpOkwIBzbRDDpDKGWxn_NsQLMlyw1E6HZuiW_GHgtooY4_QYXKwTwQ/s1600-h/IMG_5464.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxo9eXsg7DqxEiHIaB9Eym3lhz2WamklHdyZ-3KLxwNRCJcOWMcL12kl-ONIxGA8MNsC58j-QY9pck9VSR5jdalKpOkwIBzbRDDpDKGWxn_NsQLMlyw1E6HZuiW_GHgtooY4_QYXKwTwQ/s200/IMG_5464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378538899085738770" /></a>That brings us back to our problem. The fires killed some of the quaking aspen and damaged others, but before they died, the roots got the message to grow more trees ASAP while there was still nutrients available in the roots. And grow they did. We have 3 foot aspen trees all over the place! The cottonwoods spread too. </div><div><br /><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>What to do? Repeated burns may help, but we can't burn every year... cutting the tree causes the same "grow now!" message to get sent to the roots... </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>So, we enlisted the help of the Minnesota DNR and Heartland Conservation Services and are following the recommended treatment. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSJ5QUekmVhJ2aP-ZNC7igo_iA3K9NKE4nJY_aBY2S0j_BRPlo1mgJwSWIDDOhDYmhH_H0j5Y5ctA0WrwbJ2CVAU-0KE87V3htb8D74yXbp6dkCAKe64AXclJnBds7MvbbBNBplAxPYAM/s1600-h/IMG_5458.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSJ5QUekmVhJ2aP-ZNC7igo_iA3K9NKE4nJY_aBY2S0j_BRPlo1mgJwSWIDDOhDYmhH_H0j5Y5ctA0WrwbJ2CVAU-0KE87V3htb8D74yXbp6dkCAKe64AXclJnBds7MvbbBNBplAxPYAM/s200/IMG_5458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378540567837823554" /></a>Heartland is chemically spot treating the little shoots. They are using 2 different approaches. Where the shoots are farther apart, each little tree is getting an individual dab of poison at its base. The ones that are packed in close together are getting 'wiped' with a poison filled custom weed wipe. It is a PVC pipe wrapped in canvas. The pipe has small holes to let the poison soak into the canvas. A valve controls the air flowing into the pipe, which controls how much poison gets to the canvas. It does not drip onto the ground, but keeps enough liquid on the canvas, to apply to the leaves of the tiny trees.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>This fall, we will "girdle" the larger trees. Girdling involves stripping the bark all the way around the tree. The strip only needs to be a few inches wide, but it has to go all the way around. This will kill the trees without telling them. That is this fall, the nutrients will still flow through the inside of the tree to the roots, but in the spring, the water and nutrients won't be able to flow up the bark to the leaves. </div><div><br /></div><div>We appreciate the DNR for their assistance with this project.</div></div>Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-1110933772740352082009-08-25T21:44:00.001-05:002009-08-25T21:44:12.250-05:00Yellow days on the prairieWe took a quick trip to the prairie tonight and it is really yellow. The goldenrod, stiff sunflowers and maximillian sunflowers are the dominant flowers. Plus liatris aspera, silky aster and monarda togive a little purple splash.<br /><br />The grass on the new prairie is taller than the jeep. It was like driving through a forest as the sunlight barely reached the windows as we drove in.<br /><br />My nose and eyes are itching from the ragweed pollen. The plain, ugly, green plant produces billions of grains of pollen that float on the wind to cause hay fever in many people - including me. The poor goldenrod often gets blamed for hay fever. Its showy flowers are full of heavy yellow pollen. But the pollen is too heavy to float on the wind. All goldenrods depend on insects to carry the pollen from flower to flower. Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-86907935336510031032009-08-17T21:12:00.001-05:002009-08-17T21:12:40.581-05:00ChokecherriesThere is a bumper crop of chokecherries this year. I picked enough berries off of the tree in my yard to make 2 batches of juice. There are many more on the tree, I just picked the ones I could reach easily. I managed to boil them down and press out the juice, then add LOTS of sugar and a little Certo to the juice and boil it into jelly. <br />I had never done the juice part before, Mom always made the juice and I sometimes helped with the jelly. It would have been more fun with her, but it went OK. Poppy helped me find the recipes and all the supplies were still in the basement. I can handle the Hot Water Bath method of canning. We'll see if I get bold enough to take out the pressure canner this summer to preserve beans. That is a much harder process.<br /><br />We planted a tree in the yard yesterday. It took us 3 days to dig the hole. I chose a spot where another tree once stood, so of course, we hit massive roots. Poppy sharpened his big chisels and brought them over. Tom and I took turns chopping the roots over several evenings. At last, the hole was big enough and the autumn blaze maple is in the ground. Sophie picked it out when we visited Morning Sky Greenery the week before.Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-46239100044221476962009-08-10T23:45:00.002-05:002009-08-17T23:16:37.724-05:00Purple phaseThe prairie has its purple robe on. Purple prairie clover, leadplant, and wild bergamot are the most prominent flowers right now and they are all purple. There are a few yellows in the mix with the early and stiff sunflowers, a few golden rods throughout and the two yellow coneflowers on the new prairie. These pictures were all taken on the original prairie. It is so beautiful after the burn this spring.<div><br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIe2cgKg1sK2n6VHP-qREvcT20fYyqdhg_9cR8R63Kidmo0MJt0LrhTvTcTqxowns7W0HSDlYDgblRjjACGoyvOYjrhPa4iYKF-Ggule82O1CfaxXBQHKTeTFwnMFuBrPx-ocCDb8tlgM/s1600-h/IMG_5029.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIe2cgKg1sK2n6VHP-qREvcT20fYyqdhg_9cR8R63Kidmo0MJt0LrhTvTcTqxowns7W0HSDlYDgblRjjACGoyvOYjrhPa4iYKF-Ggule82O1CfaxXBQHKTeTFwnMFuBrPx-ocCDb8tlgM/s200/IMG_5029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371152335913264642" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg561fGa_DaUdtW5L3mx_9F9bmuhyphenhyphenbDDQj_Db-HUAvXHLJUQES-In-z-eTymy12IOnzyF6Iu6g89EofH4bmvfpTud-ZdkBpaOQYHmcd527FjgmIQRTFmqNwY6123dVixbkoRPObvefPSmQ/s1600-h/IMG_5030.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg561fGa_DaUdtW5L3mx_9F9bmuhyphenhyphenbDDQj_Db-HUAvXHLJUQES-In-z-eTymy12IOnzyF6Iu6g89EofH4bmvfpTud-ZdkBpaOQYHmcd527FjgmIQRTFmqNwY6123dVixbkoRPObvefPSmQ/s200/IMG_5030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371152322859410482" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkSrzv32cxC8IizJek8cYiRuysR8-PlfKdf81IXhD6LXzNCeUzzcSQBDvSo73MQDiZat7dSu-Pu08PxvDHKCrsc7IpTb42I0OHNuMb1pD79HUFLNhm9W7GIqZNLWRhOzPfuCjS4HaK2bo/s1600-h/IMG_5009.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkSrzv32cxC8IizJek8cYiRuysR8-PlfKdf81IXhD6LXzNCeUzzcSQBDvSo73MQDiZat7dSu-Pu08PxvDHKCrsc7IpTb42I0OHNuMb1pD79HUFLNhm9W7GIqZNLWRhOzPfuCjS4HaK2bo/s200/IMG_5009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371152312599464466" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEVDO0IrU9r_VfD10PcwY5A6j2axXVpUUR-NJWxf3pvxMdjKOIjo-1VA4WiVBDQ5LERtPdwgIZLCETVd63r9iXP12-1xx3LdDOjkvQ6vFLyCqnHhe0uaHrifRrxk7QU_6B-FyxkaiRFDM/s1600-h/IMG_5005.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEVDO0IrU9r_VfD10PcwY5A6j2axXVpUUR-NJWxf3pvxMdjKOIjo-1VA4WiVBDQ5LERtPdwgIZLCETVd63r9iXP12-1xx3LdDOjkvQ6vFLyCqnHhe0uaHrifRrxk7QU_6B-FyxkaiRFDM/s200/IMG_5005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371152299471782066" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHqHrikOKvBotrJ0QJXhgp7kz5YsMgdNk_2_FC_ZCcyloLHciFIlx3JT1YV5A2EnKvU3LoCVLlNniYMKu4AYt3AX9xjdV4VejO0huUGgv_weDSee51kkTqQiu9HF2TUcrqTPpHi2ZIstA/s1600-h/IMG_5000.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHqHrikOKvBotrJ0QJXhgp7kz5YsMgdNk_2_FC_ZCcyloLHciFIlx3JT1YV5A2EnKvU3LoCVLlNniYMKu4AYt3AX9xjdV4VejO0huUGgv_weDSee51kkTqQiu9HF2TUcrqTPpHi2ZIstA/s200/IMG_5000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371152287715040690" /></a>Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-70068795963966186582009-08-03T23:02:00.002-05:002009-08-17T23:03:42.558-05:00Turtle nest<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Bd9HCBau28ePjy1m2pwc5NNrJrHgIfPu5oy41-xHm0zUI-xp9dFZjLGdbsXLkoky7A3DJesbayZbv-v2maaUfWf-7xFo1jtrpMHbgxNuOGXBJatI4HGSi6oeu6uOe0bYZw4by_AwXBw/s1600-h/IMG_5012.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Bd9HCBau28ePjy1m2pwc5NNrJrHgIfPu5oy41-xHm0zUI-xp9dFZjLGdbsXLkoky7A3DJesbayZbv-v2maaUfWf-7xFo1jtrpMHbgxNuOGXBJatI4HGSi6oeu6uOe0bYZw4by_AwXBw/s200/IMG_5012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371149509832867394" /></a><br />When we parked the jeep on the prairie last night, I noticed a hole right next to the road. Poppy thought he saw sea shells around the edges. In the past, we have found small bones near fox dens, but sea shells would be something very new. Upon further investigation, the small white things looked more like little curls of plastic. Kind of like what you get when you peel a label off a soda bottle. I also found a ping pong ball - but it had something in it. It had a small dry rattly sound when I shook it. Oh wait - that does not make sense either... Then we realized - it had to have been a turtle nest that had been discovered by a predator. The little white things were the egg shells and the ping pong ball was a dead egg. <div><br /><br />Poor turtles - but that is how it goes. Bad for turtles, good for the predator.</div>Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-11740421041372890102009-07-23T21:24:00.002-05:002009-07-27T22:01:38.992-05:002 new species discovered!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZOY4HQQpo-8MvkEaHIjbUohJOyFRzcNyov6dj2RbKwSv8Dl9Vsxvksby9XcG1fNayFC_DJGQpB5dDllqtaSE9QlEIyHQwZ9R4zsZeeiEW-XLMBwUfe8kaZzX5h269UlFLZyhzvqAT7qU/s1600-h/EryngYucc.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZOY4HQQpo-8MvkEaHIjbUohJOyFRzcNyov6dj2RbKwSv8Dl9Vsxvksby9XcG1fNayFC_DJGQpB5dDllqtaSE9QlEIyHQwZ9R4zsZeeiEW-XLMBwUfe8kaZzX5h269UlFLZyhzvqAT7qU/s200/EryngYucc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363336289059074226" /></a><br />I had not been out to the prairie for a while, so it was fun to see what was blooming. I was really excited to find 2 new plants! On the new prairie, I found Rattlesnake Master (Eryngium yuccifolium). This is growing from some of the seeds I selected for the plantings. YEAH!!<div><br /></div><div>Even more exciting for me was the Spiderwort (Tradescantia) I found growing in a low area on the old prairie. I was wandering around looking for sweetgrass and found the spiderwort buds. It should bloom in a few days. I have never seen it on our prairie before, but recognize it from working in the greenhouse. It is amazing how much more I can see growing after the burn this spring.</div><div><br /></div><div>Blooming on the "new" prairie: Bergamot, Showy tick trefoil (lots more this year in the burn area), gray headed coneflower, long-headed coneflower, echinacea, hoary vervain, white and purple prairie clover, rattlesnake master, yarrow, milkweed, early sunflower, and mountain mint. The grasses seeding are: canada wild rye, side oats gamma, and VERY TALL big bluestem.</div><div><br /></div><div>On the "Old" prairie: Surf pea, germander, echinacea, lead plant, black eyed susan, goldenrod (in bud), Delphinium, showy tick trefoil, tradescantia, milkweed (common, swamp, and whorled), wild 4 o'clock, wolfberries, coreopsis, mountain mint, white prairie clover, (the purple is only blooming on the "new" prairie), and the beautiful native thistles. </div><div><br /></div><div>The Chokecherries are ripe. I don't think I'll be making any jelly this year. But I did make a few jars of raspberry jam. </div><div><br /></div><div>Our little corn fields do not look very good this year. We have 2 fields planted with corn for the deer and pheasants to eat. We did not get them tended this year and the weeds are taking over. We do plant a little sweet corn for ourselves. Hopefully some of it will fight through the weeds, escape the raccoons and deer, and make its way to our dinner table and freezer. </div>Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-24568405093552523682009-07-18T20:48:00.002-05:002009-07-18T20:50:30.579-05:00Deer in the gardenWhen we left the house this morning, we spotted a bunny in the garden. Then we noticed that the sunflower next to the bunny had no leaves on it. Could the bunnies really have eaten a 2 foot tall sunflower?<br />I thought it would take a deer to eat the tops off those flowers... Sure enough, there were deer tracks in our garden. Right in town! We had deer tracks once this winter in the snow, but assumed that the bitter cold led the deer to seek easy food like birdseed. Today's deer tracks were more of a surprise.<br />Little Tori is very sad to have lost her big sunflowers. Yup - all we have left are several 5 - 8 inch stumps with no leaves. Tori left a doll in the window tonight to warn us if the deer return.<br />I wonder if the deer will return and eat anything else. I have pretty low expectations for this garden. We only water and weed periodically, and when we do go out and work in it, our 'helpers' are pretty hazardous to plants. But it is fun and gets them out in the dirt.<div><br /></div><div>It has been pretty cold around here lately. Highs in the 60s. Pretty strange for July. Also, there has been a lot of lake itch at the beach. We have hardly gone swimming at all.</div><div><br /></div>Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-31133294429857377082009-07-14T07:35:00.001-05:002009-07-14T07:35:54.203-05:00RainI awoke this morning to a rare a beautiful sound - rain falling. We have not had any significant rain since the 4.5" washout in mid June.<br /><br />This weekend, as we drove through central Minnesota, I saw corn in non-irrigated fields reaching up to the sky as if it was praying for rain. The usually lush leave were so thin.<br />I don't have to mow the lawns this week. The grass has not grown at all since last week - and it barely grew the week before that.<br />I hope this rain will save our local farmers. It will help my little garden too.Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-24496940191181345802009-07-08T21:41:00.003-05:002009-07-08T22:22:19.902-05:00"Old" Prairie, "New" PrairieMy family is lucky enough to own about 40 acres of native prairie. This is the ecosystem that existed before white settlement. Less than 1% of Minnesota's native prairie remains. <div>Our little patch escaped the plow because it is hilly and rocky. Cattle grazed on it years ago, but since prairie once supported bison, the cattle did not hurt it. </div><div><br /></div><div>The 80 or so acres around it had been farmed, but through much of the 1990's it was put into a government program called "Water Bank." My grandfather was paid a small rent to keep it out of production for 10 years. He was instructed to plant brome grass, clover and alfalfa. The Water Bank was successful, the clover and alfalfa restore the soils and the grass provides cover for wildlife. Pheasants in particular loved the area.</div><div><br /></div><div>The problem for me was that the brome grass was invasive. Over the years, it spread to the native prairie and was choking out the native flowers and grasses. We talked about spot treating the brome with chemicals, but decided that unless we deal with the 80 acres of it surrounding the prairie, it would probably be futile. </div><div><br /></div><div>Once the Water Bank contract expired, Poppy and I discussed what to do with the land. We hayed it for a year or two while we explored options. My main concern was getting rid of the brome. I would rather have a field of corn or soybeans surrounding the prairie than the invasive grass.</div><div><br /></div><div>Waiting paid off. The opportunity to sign up for a new program presented itself. The government announced a signup period for the Conservation Reserve Program (CRP). One of the CRP programs called for planting native grasses and flowers. Landowners bid on what rent they will accept in exchange for planting natives and leaving them in place for 10 years. The program includes some cost share for the seeds and planting as well as conservation practices half way through the program. (Burning for example.)</div><div><br /></div><div>We put in our bid and were accepted into the program. So, in the fall of 2003, we treated the Water Bank area with Roundup to kill all the brome. In the spring of 2004, the area was disked, then when the weed seeds germinated, we treated the area with Roundup again. Then disked, and packed the ground to prepare the seedbed. The grass seeds were planted using a "no-till drill." That lightly cut the soil and dropped in the seeds.</div><div><br /></div><div>The grass seeds were purchased from a local company. They harvested the seeds for us from local prairies. The grass seeds we used were: Big Bluestem, Little Bluestem, Indian Grass, Side Oats Gramma, and Canada Wild Rye. We applied for special permission to wait on the flower seeds and planted only the grasses in the Spring.</div><div><br /></div><div>The grass came up in rows - just as it was planted. But along with the grasses came weeds. The reason we planted the grasses by themselves, is that we were able to treat the area with the herbicide Curtail. Curtail kills broadleaf weeds, but does not harm grasses. </div><div><br /></div><div>Flower seeds were planted in the fall, just before the frost. We rented the same no-till drill for the flower seeds. I selected 3 different seed mixes - one for upland, one for moist/wet areas, and one for the areas in between. Flower seeds are very expensive, and I did not want to waste seeds for plants that crave moisture by planting them on the hilltops and vice versa. Each of the mixes contained over 20 different species of flowers. </div><div><br /></div><div>In January of 2005, Poppy drove around scattering seeds on the frozen ground. (It was too bumpy for me as I was 7 months pregnant at the time.) The seeds he scattered were ones I had hand collected on the native prairie and dried in the barn. </div><div><br /></div><div>The plantings were very successful. The new prairie has many beautiful flowers, tall stands of grass, and very few weeds. Last summer, we came to the middle part of the contract and were required to either mow or burn. According to the contract, if we mowed, we either had to leave the clippings in place (which would choke out the growing plants) or haul the clippings away and burn them off site. Burning is beneficial to native grasses, so that was the natural choice for us.</div><div><br /></div><div>Continuing to do the best job we could, we decided to split the area into two parts and burn half each year. The animals can escape the flames, but the crawling insects cannot. By splitting the area into two, the insects can re-populated the burned area.</div><div><br /></div><div>So in 2008 we burned half the area. It was only on the "new" planted/restored prairie. This year, we burned the other half. This half included all of the "old" or native prairie and the remainder of the "new" prairie that did not get burned last year.</div>Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-54256231457903653782009-07-08T21:14:00.002-05:002009-07-08T21:40:49.418-05:00Baby PheasantI saw my first baby pheasant of the season. It was running down the road in the 'new prairie'. I heard at least 2 of them in the grass. This is a little bit late for the first ones. But the poor pheasants had to re-nest after the prairie burn destroyed the first ones. It was sad, but it will create better habitat for them - and they were able to re-nest.<div><br /></div><div>Other observations:</div><div>The <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">big bluestem</span> grass on the burned part of the new prairie is 5 feet tall and a few have actually sprouted seeds. The non-burned part of the new prairie has some shorter shoots and there is very little visible on the old prairie. I have noticed that the big bluestem on the new prairie goes to seed earlier than the new prairie - probably due to being a slightly different genotype, but the burn has really accelerated its growth.</div><div><br /></div><div>The <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Porcupine grass</span> is almost done dropping its seeds.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Blooming now:</div><div>On new prairie only:</div><div>Long-headed Coneflower, & Purple Prairie Clover.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>On both areas:</div><div>Yarrow, Black Eyed Susan, Early Sunflower, Showy Tick Trefoil, Echinaca, White Prairie Clover, and Indian Hemp.</div><div><br /></div><div>On the old prairie only:</div><div>Phlox, Bedstraw, Delphinium (more than I have ever seen), Germander, Prairie Lily, Swamp Milkweed, Common Milkweed, Heuchera, Silver Leaf Scurf Pea, and Death Camas.</div>Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-38264103596645776232009-07-07T21:09:00.001-05:002009-07-07T21:09:13.474-05:00First RaspberriesWe headed over to Poppy's tonight to pick raspberries. They were the first of the season. (We ate a few off of our bushes too.) Tori is good at picking them, and Sophie even managed to get a few into the bowl. Most of them went directly into her mouth.<br /><br />Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-62929954876033020782009-07-05T23:55:00.003-05:002009-07-06T00:09:23.840-05:00Prairie SkyLast night, after the children were asleep, I brought 2 friends out to the prairie. My friend Alex had fond memories of stargazing out there years ago and wanted his wife to have the same experience. <div><br />It was a beautiful, clear summer night. Unfortunately, the moon was so bright, we could barely see the stars. There were enough stars to identify a few constellations and get a sense of how much sky there is on the prairie.<div><br />Living in rural Minnesota, it is easy to forget that most city dwellers have too much light pollution to see the stars. Alex grew up in Maine where it is dark enough to see the stars, but the mountains and the trees limit your view of the sky. Out on the prairie it is all sky - 180 degrees from one horizon to the other. When the sky is clear and the moon is not so bright, the stars are amazing!<br /><br />Taking Alex and Debbie out reminded me just how beautiful our night sky is. I have not gone out stargazing for many years. With 2 little girls, bedtime comes early. I sometimes catch a glimpse of the stars here in my yard, but between the streetlights, trees and houses, the view pales in comparison to the amazing prairie sky. I think I'll make a point to go out to the hills at night again soon. </div><div><br /></div><div>****************</div><div>There were also a few fireflies blinking in the tall grass - and fireworks across the lake. A nice combination for the 4th of July.<br /><br /></div></div>Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-46643623425917699872009-07-01T11:56:00.002-05:002009-07-02T01:04:41.711-05:00What is blooming nowOn tonight's drive I saw:<br />Phlox, black eyed susan, <a href="http://prairiesmoke.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html">wind flowers</a>, bedstraw (LOTS), thimble weed, Early sunflower, false gromwell, Yarrow, Meadow rue, Long headed cone flower, Echinacea (just starting), ground cherry, seneca snakeroot, yellow star flower, silver-leaf scurf pea, and prairie lily blooming. The phlox, lily and thimble weed were not blooming on Monday when I brought the RI relatives out for a visit.<br />Monique is really good at catching dragonflies. She also spotted prairie rose buds. The roses and the purple prairie clover will be blooming soon.<br />Also, the big bluestem grass on the burned part of the restored prairie is REALLY TALL. It is not showing its seeds yet, so it will get taller yet. The Big blue on the native prairie and the unburned restored prairie is not nearly as tall yet.<br /><br />The leaves are growing back on the apple tree. It was completely de-foliated by tent caterpillars. The poor tree has not had blossoms for 2 years now due to those pests.<br /><br />The buffalo berries, while still plentiful, are no longer edible. They still have the yummy pea-pod taste, but are too tough to chew.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuGaDBP9oARqIdLKIHDWcCjgULp7dCIv6XtGQXDbewbaZqNi9fwZjEWWI-nJIMQ2WJKXnjUl78uWcuO1foJKWgKKyMQ4n2oTMQVoBhDn0M0oBvMVPS3Oq3ea_KK0rx-tra5RD2JpSjdQo/s1600-h/LiliumPhil.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuGaDBP9oARqIdLKIHDWcCjgULp7dCIv6XtGQXDbewbaZqNi9fwZjEWWI-nJIMQ2WJKXnjUl78uWcuO1foJKWgKKyMQ4n2oTMQVoBhDn0M0oBvMVPS3Oq3ea_KK0rx-tra5RD2JpSjdQo/s320/LiliumPhil.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353738081657793826" /></a><br />The beautiful prairie lily is blooming now. It only blooms a day or two, so I am always excited to see it. We have a couple that bloom in the low area near the culvert, and a couple of plants in the little prairie remnant by the "tower." I have not seen it growing anywhere else on our land.<br /><br />The wood ticks are especially thick this year. I expect them in late May, but on Monday's walk, we were picking 10-20 off each person. Still, I would chose ticks over mosquitos any day.Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-54244395200301730692009-06-29T21:57:00.001-05:002009-06-29T21:57:39.466-05:00Lead plantOne thing that I have noticed since the burn is that the lead plant did not grow back the same way. <br />Typically, leaves sprout from the old branches. It usually looks like a dead branch late into the spring before the little leaves show up.<br />This year, the lead plant in the burned area has gown all new branches from the roots. The old branches died in the burn. The new branches are already as long as the old ones, but they are soft and pliable, not woody like the old ones. They are already budding and should bloom soon.<br />By the way - lead plant (also known as Devil's Shoestring) got its name because the roots are so tough, early pioneers claimed that they broke the plows.Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-47919723777228041562009-06-26T23:25:00.003-05:002009-06-27T23:44:57.453-05:00Turtles, turtles everywhere<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1e-4ly-kLn-QCW2dL_6lEcw1YjoKUMjb_xWAqUmCoYdXZu-6QCek6_WkxGVRcnYawKpBX0Pxkmlig-Oscg5-oUNOpuM0Z7oCnNwR_LxO-zS6IVvpHUzN05GXHW1bA92zPgzP0LBJquos/s1600-h/0625091948.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1e-4ly-kLn-QCW2dL_6lEcw1YjoKUMjb_xWAqUmCoYdXZu-6QCek6_WkxGVRcnYawKpBX0Pxkmlig-Oscg5-oUNOpuM0Z7oCnNwR_LxO-zS6IVvpHUzN05GXHW1bA92zPgzP0LBJquos/s320/0625091948.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352234181451597202" /></a><br />Last night we saw a painted turtle laying eggs. She was digging a muddy hole with her back legs. We spotted her easily since she was right in the middle of the road. We watched her for a few minutes, then left her alone. <br>We drove along near what I call the "Loon pond" and saw yet another turtle. This one was on her way back to the pond after laying eggs. We could tell because she had fresh mud on her back legs and shell. We not find her nest. <br>When we finished looking around the prairie, we went back to where we saw the first turtle. She was gone, but we could see where she buried her eggs. <br>Now we'll watch over her nest for the next 10 weeks. <br>Painted turtles mate between May and July and usually lay 2 sets of eggs. I wonder if it is coincidence or if there is a reason we saw 2 last night. Temperatures are hot now after a cool spring and we have had some rain after a dry spring. Whatever the reason, it sure has been fun!Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-69816855539164779092009-06-22T22:42:00.004-05:002009-06-25T22:00:01.661-05:00Porcupine grass<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu5q53mVowpupPSBWJTnz_3PCESrJwzvm3QkEPNknR_PYrWhIEwZiqtdIiUTSo6we3hdZIiadBdYDZMx3KTkSt4Ed7wcazVPw6-A5OuI9zUdC8jkwiVD2RtCc1HleoN-G8QdaYNpzN9oQ/s1600-h/IMG_3677.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu5q53mVowpupPSBWJTnz_3PCESrJwzvm3QkEPNknR_PYrWhIEwZiqtdIiUTSo6we3hdZIiadBdYDZMx3KTkSt4Ed7wcazVPw6-A5OuI9zUdC8jkwiVD2RtCc1HleoN-G8QdaYNpzN9oQ/s320/IMG_3677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350364538263184562"></a><br /><br />Porcupine grass is one of my favorites. (I have lots of favorites.) It is a cool season grass so it shows up much earlier than the other typical prairie grasses. The best part is the seeds. The seeds themselves are long and covered with tiny barbs - just like porcupine quills. Then they have really long tails. Not only do the tails make the seeds easy to to throw like darts (if you throw them at your companions, the sharp seeds stick to their clothing) but they actually screw the seeds into the ground. Yep- as the tails dry, they twist. When they get wet, they straighten again. This twisting action literally screws the seeds into the ground.<br />After the burn, it is easy to see the porcupine grass. The seeds are getting ready to release any time now.<br /><br />Another interesting note, the part of the property that we burned last year is full of sweet clover. That is typical the second year after a burn.Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-48319655482627884802009-06-22T21:10:00.007-05:002009-06-22T22:40:11.287-05:00Prairie Turnip<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYYuC6cz6p2Yq47TLanI0dd0WQ-GoHyqixYBRZPTImZAO6hyVU1tBUpmIBy_ArqnI9vL9kG5EN4I-lP2PfWECNseTORWG7CWljeSFJZ67D3Nh-0mK2XIAg-I6t0159zddHgfVUdtPKMsc/s1600-h/IMG_3666.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYYuC6cz6p2Yq47TLanI0dd0WQ-GoHyqixYBRZPTImZAO6hyVU1tBUpmIBy_ArqnI9vL9kG5EN4I-lP2PfWECNseTORWG7CWljeSFJZ67D3Nh-0mK2XIAg-I6t0159zddHgfVUdtPKMsc/s200/IMG_3666.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350352190223984082" /></a><br />Tonight we dug a prairie turnip. Psoraela esculenta is the latin name. It is also called Indian Breadroot, Pommes Des Terres, and Timpsula. The Prairie Turnip was probably the most important wild food gathered by Native Americans who lived on the prairies. In 1805 the Lewis and Clark expedition observed plains Indians collecting, peeling, and frying prairie turnips. The Lakota women told their children, who helped gather wild foods, that prairie turnips point to each other. When the children noted which way the branches were pointing, they were sent in that direction to find the next plant. This saved the mothers from searching for plants, kept the children happily busy, and made a game of their work. Prairie turnips were so important; they influenced selection of hunting grounds. Women were the gatherers of prairie turnips and their work was considered of great importance to the tribe. For more information, visit http://www.manataka.org/page827.html<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKOI6tjYzGfqWfk25fr3mN1NKUUklfN3Uq46p94xvw8WPK8Qgdzq82OENrhkxaQkohFf2Zbgc1sWvTgIfeqEDEdsaTwLmlY5Xm17POuToMIQ0yGzGCYpA08SiP2cOgrqy_0N0FU8c60aI/s1600-h/IMG_3669.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKOI6tjYzGfqWfk25fr3mN1NKUUklfN3Uq46p94xvw8WPK8Qgdzq82OENrhkxaQkohFf2Zbgc1sWvTgIfeqEDEdsaTwLmlY5Xm17POuToMIQ0yGzGCYpA08SiP2cOgrqy_0N0FU8c60aI/s200/IMG_3669.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350352200310982978" /></a><div>Anyway, we dug down about 4 inches into the ground and pulled out the egg-shaped root. We peeled back the outer husk and took a bite. Even the girls had a taste. It tasted kind of woody, but would probably be pretty tasty boiled with spices. </div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJiSZLZCmn4OH65UBUPr4ohF9FFYNMnvZzcAtJg0hAxtaCV99hkPYaekxRG77rS3rsLLM7wE3ENN2PR1WNLTtvGRluiaGcsObf1YnDwsFGrBv0fc5kewz6e9eYYcnkOAlL1nhtnZNhWic/s1600-h/IMG_3673.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJiSZLZCmn4OH65UBUPr4ohF9FFYNMnvZzcAtJg0hAxtaCV99hkPYaekxRG77rS3rsLLM7wE3ENN2PR1WNLTtvGRluiaGcsObf1YnDwsFGrBv0fc5kewz6e9eYYcnkOAlL1nhtnZNhWic/s200/IMG_3673.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350352205611412210" /></a><br /></div><div>Poppy and I dug one several years ago, but it tasted AWFUL. We have since learned that they must be harvested in the spring instead of the fall. So we decided to try it again - and this time it was a success. It would be interesting to try to grow them in the garden, but it would take several years to grow the tubers to an edible size. </div><div><br /></div>Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691196738628462021.post-23770047784511971582009-06-20T23:46:00.004-05:002009-06-21T00:23:13.370-05:00Skunks<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDSFv1GjaHvhVjBPVEmHMKn1wGvnkYs2u4Z2-MEcbMx_VG4hbDJIfzcldmiz6L7suJsGFZnX11rbjrsrElISINE3LUgdYFCHw9y5tIHCkOOoTOXKvOds37eY9w28xXm0icpZWdNd-qRKg/s1600-h/skunks.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDSFv1GjaHvhVjBPVEmHMKn1wGvnkYs2u4Z2-MEcbMx_VG4hbDJIfzcldmiz6L7suJsGFZnX11rbjrsrElISINE3LUgdYFCHw9y5tIHCkOOoTOXKvOds37eY9w28xXm0icpZWdNd-qRKg/s320/skunks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349637840963533506" /></a><br />Last weekend, Poppy saw 6 baby skunks running around next to the barn. They were so cute! I was happy to get a few pictures of them. After snapping this shot, I knelt down and put my hand out. One came up and almost touched my hand, but we startled each other. It put its tail up, but did not spray me - thank goodness!<br />Of course, they are no longer with us as baby skunks would just grow up to be big skunks.<br /><br />Weather note: We had 2 inches of rain in one hour yesterday afternoon. There was almost 4 inches of water in our bucket. Along with the rain, we had pea sized hail. Prairie girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12844238631771633750noreply@blogger.com0