Jack’s Walk

It’s finally spring around here. The day is warm and sunny and little birds are twittering everywhere. My widows are open and that fresh smell of the season is positively intoxicating. Jack and I decided to go to the forest this morning and found the trout lilies up and getting ready to bloom. We also found a solitary patch of little yellow flowers. I have no idea what they are, but they were a welcome bit of colour. A few more trilliums are also around, but they are coming very slowly this year. We are expecting warm weather all week, though, and I hope that means the flower show will begin soon.

Trout lilies

The first forest flowers

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E Is For Eucalyptus.

Eucalypt in English, Eucalipto in Portuguese.

This is, as you can see, a dead and dried branch, part of the landscape now. In fact, I decided to include an extra photo just so you can see what I’m talking about (part of that has already been burned in a controlled manner by my neighbours, a few days after I took the photos). It’s like this everywhere. What happened? Well, many things. First, Portugal has been replacing farmland and native forest by Eucalyptus plantations since the 80s, sponsored by the state and fueled by the demands of the paper industry. Our “green oil” as it was once called by a minister, alluding to its economical value (also like oil, it burns very well and destroys our ecosystem, but none of that was a concern at the time). Second, the process was completely unregulated and suddenly you had entire villages in the middle of one big, messy and chaotic Eucalyptus plantation, with branches touching the houses and no signs of any attempt at spatial planning. Third, we have always had a problem with forest fires, a problem that was arguably made worse by the flammable Eucalyptus and certainly made much worse by climate change. Last year, all of the above + severe drought + atypical weather = the whole country ablaze and 111 deaths. What you see here is part of a desperate attempt to correct 30 years of mistakes within a few months, in time to avoid another deadly summer.

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D Is For Dandelion and Dente-de-Leão.

Dandelion. Dente-de-Leão, Portuguese for dandelion, literally meaning “lion’s tooth”.

Wikipedia tells me the English dandelion comes from the French dent-de-lion, also meaning lion’s tooth, and I know it is diente de león is Spanish as well, so that makes it at least 4 languages with the common name having the same meaning. I’m curious about how other languages refer to this common wildflower.

A stunning shot, click for full size!

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Jack’s Walk

First trillium of the year

It’s only 4° today and and almost feels as if it could snow. Despite this shock to the system, the forest is starting to wake up. Our favorite park is actually a protected wildflower sanctuary and normally there are hundreds of trilliums by now. Today we found only one, but the ground cover is greening up and I’m sure more trilliums will show up soon. The forecast is for two more days of cold and then temperatures in the twenties. Now that will get the flowers growing.

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C Is For Cockatiel and Caturra.

Cockatiel. Caturra, Portuguese for cockatiel.

This sweetie is my pet cockatiel, simultaneously a complete accident and the best thing to happen to me recently. An accident because I never planned to have a pet cockatiel. But when I realized that 1) her parents had stopped feeding her way to early and she was starving on the aviary’s floor and 2) no one but me seemed to care, I decided to do something about it and hand-fed her. She’s part of the family now.

Click for full size! What a beauty. She looks on the mischievous side.

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