NATCHEZ NATURALIST NEWSLETTER:September 16, 2001 LETTUCE I will, however, share this haiku I wrote on Saturday: To calm my spirit Indeed, on the morning of September 11 with all the news crushing about me I went to the work table next to the upper garden and was greeted by several flats of freshly germinated lettuce. The flats had been sowed just three days earlier and now there was a tender yellow-green carpet in the flats' moist soil. It was a joy to see, a confirmation of things fresh and hopeful. ***** SNEEZE WEED ALONG US 61 Right next to the pavement along US 61 there dwells a thin line of yellow-flowered weeds about a foot tall, and they accompany the pavement's edge for miles and miles. The same plant has been blooming for a couple of months in the middles of the more seldom-used gravel roads on the plantation. It's a tough little organism producing surprisingly pretty blossoms and fragile-looking threadlike leaves. This is Sneeze Weed, or Bitterweed (HELENIUM AMARUM) in the Sunflower family. I doubt that it makes anyone sneeze since it doesn't produce powdery pollen like ragweed or grasses, but if you taste their leaves you'll understand why they are also called Bitterweed. The plants contain a narcotic poison and when cows eat them their milk tastes bitter. You can see a picture of this species at a site calling them "Yellowdicks" at http://2bnthewild.com/plants/H224.htm#Beau. It's worth thinking about how Sneeze Weeds form their thin line next to the pavement. Their zone of occupation is only about a foot wide in most places. Clearly they cannot live right next to the pavement, yet neither do they survive farther away, where roadside grass appears. They have evolved for a very specific sandy, dry habitat and do not range far beyond it. Their long taproot helps them survive droughts in the sand, and frequent mowing and grazing. They are native to the US Southeast, Texas and Mexico, but in recent years have spread to northern states along gravelly highways and into sandy pastures. ***** TWO-STRIPED WALKINGSTICKS As I write on that page, "Once I identified it and learned that it wouldn't bite or sting me, I picked it up, wondering how such a seemingly defenseless critter could survive, for I see them all over the place, in plain view. Then the big female squirted a drop of milky stuff on my finger. I smelled it. It didn't have much of an odor at all, but I instantly began sneezing, and I sneezed for about five minutes. Therefore, I figured out something my books hadn't told me: This species defends itself by squirting a powerful chemical at its enemies. It must be awful to get the milk in one's eyes." ***** LITTLE GLASSYWINGS An interesting thing about this species is that it belongs to a family of insects situated more or less between the butterflies and the moths. When at rest, butterflies hold their wings above their backs vertically, while moths hold their wings flat, horizontally. The group to which Little Glassywings belong hold their wings at about a 45-degree angle... This curious family of insects is called the "True Skippers," the Hesperiidae. They're called skippers because they make quick"skipping" flights from place to place. Relative to butterflies and moths, the skippers' bodies are proportionately larger and their wings proportionately smaller. The Little Glassywing's wings are not just simply held at 45-degree angles -- their forewings arise a bit higher than 45 degrees and their hindwings a little lower. You can read about this species and see pictures of it, not showing the weird way they hold their wings, at http://www.nearctica.com/butter/plate29/Pverna.htm ***** GOLDENSEAL One day a couple of years ago I was coasting on my bike down the very steep grade of our gravel road as it enters the bayou between the plantation center and my place, something happened I still can't explain, and when I was again fully conscious I found myself on the ground with blood spurting from a sizable gash across my forehead. Judging from the cuts and the remains of my glasses, I had slid a good distance down the hill on my face. It's one of the qualities of a good naturalist that he or she seldom pays much attention to the path ahead, but rather gawks constantly into bushes and trees along the way. For this reason I have a long history of running into and falling over things and thus I have plenty of experience with cuts and scratches. When I saw how the deep cuts in my face were filled with gravel and sand I knew I was in for some infections. Even if you wash such wounds, bubble out the debris with hydrogen peroxide and douse them with iodine, swelling and festering is bound to occur. I couldn't see well enough to remove all the matter from my cuts so I went to Kathy, the plantation manager across the bayou. Kathy is into alternative medicines and all she had that day was a jar of powdered Goldenseal. She packed my wounds with that golden powder, my bleeding instantly stopped, the next day my face was covered with black scabs, and when the scabs came off about a week later I was amazed at how quickly and completely I had healed. There had been no infection, no swelling, and the scarring was not nearly what I anticipated. Never in my life has any medicine worked so effectively for me. This week Goldenseal powder did a good job on my cut finger, too. ***** RELEVANCY The Tao says that the Goal is like an unseen hub of a wheel. By examining the wheel's spokes, we gradually gain an understanding of what the invisible hub must be like. Weeds and bugs are spokes. Therefore my attention now to small details is deliberate, and in the face of today's high-flying emotion and rhetoric, with full consciousness and intention I celebrate bugs and weeds. ***** TRAVELING |