Category: Anita’s blog
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Anita’s Blog — Terminology is a Beautiful Thing
Exact terminology is important when words are defined in regard to specific disciplines. For those logophiles (people who love words) who insist on knowing, without question, what something means in context to what one is learning, here are words commonly encountered when listening to native plant lectures or reading favorite plant books. Native —…
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Anita’s Blog — The Vultures are Back!
“I like vultures,” a friend said when I mentioned my blog idea. “They kettle and they’re easily identified.” They are, except when not yet in full adult uniform and hulking on a dead mesquite branch, head hunched Dracula-cape-esque. A sight I had one morning exiting the garage. Up close, the hulk was huge. Condor…
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Anita’s Blog — Nature’s Wicked Spooky Fun House
Black cats, jack-o-lanterns, spooky noises and folklore signify the fun fall festival of Hallowe’en. If you use your imagination, nature has its own fall fun, depending on which side of the prickle you find yourself. Let your imagination wander along a shadowy walk under a waning moon through a Rio Grande Valley thorn-scrub forest.…
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Anita’s Blog — Ebony Loop Surprises
There are always surprises around Ebony Loop as we volunteers move from one garden to another. Ebony Loop is one of the trails at the south side of Harlingen’s Hugh Ramsey Nature Park. Rio Grande Valley Chapter, Texas Master Naturalists and a couple of friends of the park tend specialty gardens each Thursday morning…
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Anita’s Blog — How to Camouflage an Ordinary Fence
Trees and shrubs serve many purposes – food for insects, butterflies, birds and other critters; housing for things in the form of cocoons, chrysalises and nests; and shelter for countless critters. Trees can even modify local climate, reduce air pollution, and reduce soil and wind erosion. Something not ordinarily conceptualized is that trees and…
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Anita’s Blog — Rumble at the Resaca
In a July blog about Mexican Black Bellied Whistling-Ducks, I wrote that when one bows its neck and hisses, the other duck backs away. Well! That’s apparently not always true. The other morning we had a rumble like a scene from “West Side Story” between opposing duck-gangs on the banks of the Resaca. It…