Friday, September 5, 2025

The Pruning

Last Wednesday was a yard-work Wednesday with Baldo.  The #1 project was the elm trees growing in the no-man's land between the Candelaria Village wall and the Matthew Meadow wall.  This 15" wide space is no doubt a safe haven for wildlife and gives Fluffy Cat a shady place from which to watch our backyard, but it's also a catchment for elm seeds.  

The feral trees that grow there are now 4" in diameter and can grow 15 feet in a season.  It's nearly the equinox and our sand cherries, not to mention the black pine, are being shaded.  

So armed with loppers, saws, cordage, and ladders, Baldo and I ascended the raised bed and wall to do battle.  The result:  a huge pile of green wood and leaves that filled his truck to overflowing.  


The result is stunning.  Now sunlight can reach the beds along the south side.  Fluffy has been avoiding the drastic change, but she stays nearby despite the upset to her shady roost.  


The 2-story house behind us is now somewhat visible, but the sand cherries and the pine are doing a fine job of shielding that view.  At least we've avoided a large leaf-drop from the elms this fall.  

And continuing the theme of  'trees' today, I note with happiness that the Cottonwood Gallery of the Botanic Garden has at long last reopened.  Our little phenology group of Nature's Notebook has had special permission to continue making observations, but now the public will be able to see this area.  There are still some scars from the construction, but overall this should be a good place to have conversations about climate change.


Saturday, August 30, 2025

Pacific Northwest Visit

Now that we've survived the trip, it seems like a whirlwind in the rearview mirror.  First class to SEA-TAC, the shuttle and ferry to Whidbey Island, then four days of beach combing, forest bathing, and NW cuisine.  









Then we took the rental car to Edmonds via Deception Pass.  Beautiful drive for the first half, then I-5 craziness for the second.  Explored the shoreline, wetlands, markets, and a wedding.  





Then, just like that, we're back on the ferry to drop off the car, followed by one last bumpy shuttle ride, a long wait in the airport, and the flight home.  

 

Sunday, August 17, 2025

Positive Ecological Storyline

Nobody writes about the plane that lands... or the ecosystem that is not imperiled.  So for this year's NaNoWriMo, I'm thinking about a novella that gives hope, at least on an individual level.  It'll be the story of how I'm watching the living things around me:  the backyard, the Botanic Garden, Albuquerque and New Mexico in general.  

For a working title, I'm considering, "What is Not Measurable, Make Measurable."  Apparently, this is a paraphrase of a longer quote attributed to Gallileo.  Some say it is a misattribution, although frankly I'm not getting clarity on who said it and when.  

Here's a photo of a potentially new species of Aphyllon with the obligatory ruler for scale.

I guess the first problem to overcome will be an outline and then an opening paragraph.  Thoughts run to electoral-vote.com's favorite line:  "A week is a year in politics."  Follow that up with some pithy saying about how much things change in a week in the garden.  

Or perhaps I should dangle an "in medias res" description about some conservation action that ultimately gives way to hope.  The call out to citizen science as a way to combat the current regime's anti-science, anti-evidence, climate change denial positions is certainly one important theme.  

More to come, but for the next week, I'll be a moving target without access to a keyboard.  That means input will be via the little screen and its wonky one-fingered typing.  


Monday, August 11, 2025

Indigenous Conservation

Today I read a fascinating essay in Nature written by indigenous authors primarily in Australia and New Zealand about decolonizing conservation science.  It has given me pause to consider how this point of view can be leveraged with a grant from the BioPark Conservation Committee.  The essay highlighted eight areas where concrete steps can be taken.  

Recognize science’s colonial legacy—ensure that students learn the history of their field

Fund—increasing Indigenous representation on decision-making panels

Hire, retain, promote—bring Indigenous scholars together, such as through mentoring networks, and to ensure that Indigenous faculty members have time to build relationships with local Indigenous Peoples

Dismantle institutional racism—facilitate connections, collaborations and mentorships among Indigenous academics

Recognize indigenous knowledge—engage with the Indigenous communities who steward such knowledge, with their full consent

Create safe spaces in science—Traditional Ecological Knowledge section in the Ecological Society of America; the Indigenous Action Taskforce in the American Geophysical Union

Foster Indigenous sovereignty—including Indigenous community members and researchers early on in research projects can ensure that they are designed, implemented and reported with Indigenous Peoples’ sovereignty and well-being in mind

Move towards Land Back—free BioPark membership; research opportunities; direct research programs to serve Indigenous communities 

Of course, these days are perilous times to even mention diversity, equity, and inclusion.  That's a red flag for defunding, at the very least.  

More references and resources:  

Indigenous knowledge is key to sustainable food systems--https://www.nature.com/articles/d41586-023-00021-4

NSF invests millions to unite Indigenous knowledge with Western science--https://www.nature.com/articles/d41586-023-02839-4

Weaving Indigenous knowledge into the scientific method--https://www.nature.com/articles/d41586-022-00029-2

Travel Schlepp, just for the heck of it


 

Sunday, August 3, 2025

Dog Days

The dog star, Sirius, is high in the sky and August takes its queue from that.  The plants of summer all have their place and their story to tell. 

Passiflora caerulea, the blue passionflower

At least in our backyard, things are going well.  The passionflower is finally blooming and the late blooming flowers are holding on.  Daylilies have finished after a good show.  Cleome is doing well in the shade of the sand cherries.  Canas and Hibiscus are putting on their best display.  

Rio Chama near Pilar

Last Tuesday, Ric and I went north looking for the strange new Aphyllon species.  We headed up the Rio Grande from Espanola, first on the west bank and then on the east bank.  Checking almost every turnout with any sign of Chamisa, we eventually got to Pilar where the road went to poorly maintained gravel.  Our target species was never found.  Too early in the season?  Not a favorable year?  

Rio Grande at the Central Ave. bridge

While the Rio further north still slows freely, by the time things get to Albuquerque, all the water has been diverted to irrigation canals.  The river bed is completely dry here.  :-(
 

Sunday, July 20, 2025

The Herbarium Redux

Tomorrow will be another busy day at the Botanic Garden.  First, we'll knock off the Nature's Notebook observations in the morning.  Then after lunch, we'll host a handful of High School students for a herbarium workshop.  

Last week's workshop

I've got a couple dozen pressed specimens waiting and labels printed for most of them.  We'll probably make an excursion out to the Heritage Farm and collect some cultivated crop species to get ahead of next summer's workshop material.


Sunday, July 13, 2025

A Conversation with Terry

From: Karl Horak <karlhorak@comcast.net>
Sent: Sunday, July 13, 2025 10:04 AM
To: Terry 
Subject: Re: This is a must read
 
A long read indeed!  Thanks, Terry. 
 
FELON47 has taken the lid off a simmering pot of racism, misogyny, xenophobia, and anti-intellectualism -- now it's on full boil.  I find it difficult these days to run through a loving kindness meditation that wishes happiness, health, peace, and ease of living to these assholes.  That said, it is probably an economic & cultural system (corporate democracy and capitalism) that is leaving them without hope, turning them to darker outlets.  FELON47 personifies this with his strongman bullying combined with whining victimhood. 
 
The comments were edifying.  Some were advocating fighting fire with fire  Others were saying they won't vote Dem until party "leadership" changes (talk about self-defeating!).  Dopamine hits were even invoked. Clearly, there is no consensus on a solution. 
 
I had hoped that the Biden years would've ended MAGA, but that was not to be.  Garland frittered away our chance to put Trump in prison and now we're paying the price.  Maybe we'll be faster on the draw next time Dems are in the big chair. 
 
Sometimes I think it just comes down to stupidly simplistic things like the perceived economy.  Funny thing to be cheering on a recession so there will be a Blue wave in '26. 
 

Thanks for listening to my TED Talk!  



It is a good TED talk Karl. I am super aware that the way I think about things—generally on a fairly rational side—is a bit outdated or maybe uninformed. I think I have been disregarding some virulent realities like some of the thinking that is going on with the young men profiled in the article. I can see the groypers as occupying some of the same niches that tea party did—espousing ideas that may seem off the wall yet gain traction and flow into something larger. Yeah, the libertarian capitalists have been playing the long game, and while I do not think there is some kind of great Oz directing all of this or taking advantage of the related and even opposing strains, there is something foul emerging that is cruel, undemocratic, immoral, nihilistic. No, the Dems have no plan and frankly, how could they unless they decide to embrace the same tactics—and I mean MOST of those tactics. It will not happen nor should it. Holding the line on what made people flourish, generally, in the later 20th century, which had its source in Enlightenment thinking and humanism, which surfaced in opposition to slavery, which surfaced in opposition to fascism, which surfaced in opposition to the larger cruelties of capitalism—we have to hold on to that until its day comes again. And then try, in this country, to run the show better in terms of justice and equity and well-being.




Ultimately, it doesn’t matter that the bill is unpopular, because populism doesn’t mean you’re popular and need to maintain likability; populism means you reinforce a two-tiered society, where the political allies that keep you in power remain disadvantaged so that you can stoke their anger toward a group of outsiders that you identify for them. It doesn’t have to be rational, reasonable, or logical. In fact, a successful populist movement is intentionally not rational, reasonable, or logical.

So long as populism is the dominant component of one America’s major political parties, we should expect public policy to reinforce the conditions of populism, not to fix circumstances that generate it in the first place.


Terry on the left along with other members of the NW ABQ PAG


Saturday, July 12, 2025

Where are the Butterflies, Part 2?

We continue to see very few butterflies and bees.  Even the mosquitos aren't as numerous as the last couple of years.  Haven't seen any Black Swallowtails, but at least we have a single caterpillar on the fennel.  


For being so brightly colored, they blend in with the bronze fennel's foliage quite well.  Let's hope this fellow makes it to adulthood.  

 Meanwhile, over at Deb and Nat's fennel, they have Western Swallowtails in abundance.



Sunday, July 6, 2025

Space-time and Consciousness

Is consciousness simply the perception of time?  We live in the perpetual 'now' while the past is forever behind us, unchangeable, and the future is merely thoughts in anticipation.  

So many organisms have adapted to the rhythms of the natural world.  Our little phenology group at the BioParktry to tease these out of the behavior of the trees.  But does a tree have a perception of time or merely the repetition of cyclic events?  


 

Tuesday, July 1, 2025

The Map

I had something wise and politically astute to write, but events yesterday swept it from my mind.  So now I'm filling in today's post with a link to the NatureServe online map of ecosystems.  At first blush, it's a remarkable collection of data visualized.  But on closer examination, I'm finding oddities. 

Candelaria Nature Center and vicinity

Looking at our bosque near the Nature Center, just a mile or so to the west, one finds that most of what I consider riparian woodland is coded as pasture or hay.  True, there are some fields north and east of the Nature Center's two large ponds, but that cultivated area does not extend to the shoreline of the Rio Grande.  

I'll continue to investigate, but I haven't figured out how to place the street layer on top so I can precisely orient myself.  For now, I have to use rather crude estimates of what exact pixels I'm looking at.  

More to come... 

 

Friday, June 20, 2025

City Greenhouse

Courtesy of a BioPark event, I was able to be part of a guided tour of the City's Parks and Recreation Department greenhouses.  Their Master Gardener gave a, well... masterful, tour of their facility.  

It's very impressive as to how they've managed to turn the place around from a derelict facility 7 years ago into a model plant propagation endeavor.  

I'm encouraged that the theme of Backyard Wildlife Refuge is in common with the Botanic Garden.  That is making Valle de Oro Wildlife Refuge a hub for rewilding Albuquerque.  


Wednesday, June 11, 2025

The Courtyard Kitchen

While reorganizing a cupboard full of old board games this afternoon, Caro came across my boxed set of "Cookin' Cajun / Creole in the Courtyard Kitchen."  It contains an ancient video tape, an audio cassette, instructions on how to host a dinner party, invitations, and (most importantly) a recipe booklet.  

When a nearby lightning strike took out our cable TV service and the Internet, but not our power, I took advantage of the unscheduled evening to scan the recipe booklet.  Portions are appropriate to a restaurant, so I've got some serious math to do before I can cook up even a 4-person version of any of those famous dishes from that wonderful little restaurant at San Pedro and Zuni.  



Amazingly, when the interwebs came back up, I was able to search online and found two references to the old Courtyard:




Monday, June 9, 2025

Chaos

"And seas boiling 40 years of darkness earthquakes volcanoes the dead rising from the grave dogs and cats living together mass hysteria..."

Over the weekend TCF went over the CA Governor's head and sent National Guard into Los Angeles.  Now this afternoon I learn that Marines are being sent as well.  So far this has been predicated on a rarely-used law that gives that power to the President, but with the consent of the governor.  To use Marines for law enforcement would require the use of the Insurrection Act.  

Meanwhile, here in NM our governor has already brought in a small number of our National Guard to assist the ABQ Police by performing non-law enforcement tasks like traffic control to free more police for crime prevention. 

Possibly a traffic control training session for NM Nat'l Guard

Tensions are palpable in NM.  

FELON47 never activated the National Guard on Jan. 6, but now, when it's politically expedient, he does so in a Blue state.  Not to mention that he's happy to imprison people for peaceful protest while pardoning convicted criminals who attacked the Capitol.  Hypocrisy writ large.  



Tuesday, June 3, 2025

Where are the Butterflies?

I've been reading an article about the entomologist Daniel Janzen in The Guardian tonight (https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2025/jun/03/climate-species-collapse-ecology-insects-nature-reserves-aoe).  It tallies well with my limited observations here in ABQ.  

Perhaps it's due to the record dry winter (5 months without precipitation), perhaps one of the late season cold snaps damaged the insect populations, but there are few bees, few butterflies, and almost no mosquitos. 

I certainly can't complain about the dearth of mosquitos, especially the absence of Aedes aegypti, but I'm sure that their lack in the food chain will be reflected in bird populations sooner or later.  While most songbirds as adults eat seeds, their young nestlings need protein fed to them by their parents.  That protein comes from insects caught by the thousands to nourish the fledglings.   

Meanwhile, the fennel grows lush without any black swallowtail caterpillars.  Last year there were large caterpillars visible by June 19th.  That would've meant that eggs were laid 4-5 weeks earlier.  I've seen one two-tailed swallowtail, but mostly we have Small Whites (Pieris rapae).  

Backing up a bit, today being a Monday, it was a Nature's Notebook observation day.  Sheila is in Connecticut and Marcia is out recovering from knee surgery, so I substituted for them with Allison.  It was cloudy, cool, and raining lightly.  We forewent the paper notebook due to the rain and just took notes with the NN app on my phone.  Afterward we filled in the paper record from the digital one back at the Ed. Bldg.  

It was only in the midafternoon that the moisture from Tropical Storm Alvin finally arrived in force.  Back at home, it rained 1.6" in half an hour.  Fluffy the feral cat was thoroughly soaked in the backyard.  No matter how we try, we can't tempt her to enter the sunroom where she could be safe, warm, and dry.  

More rain is on the way for tomorrow and Wednesday, but the exact timing keeps changing with each iteration of the forecast.  


Monday, June 2, 2025

The Acequia Walk

With the temperature forecast to be in the 90's, we hit the trail early, well... early-ish.  By 10:30 we had parked where the Pueblo Acequia crossed Green Valley Rd. and headed north along the west bank of the ditch.  

We were soon on a gentle path along side the gently flowing irrigation channel.  With each passing minute, we got a different view into the backyards and pastures of different homes.  

Some were old adobe structures, some run-down antiques, others modern and sleek.  There were classic red barns as well as large modern ones featuring elaborately painted scenes.  


Old cottonwoods lined the ditch banks and provided dappled shade.  Their gnarly bark spoke of decades of survival.  Most Rio Grande cottonwoods live somewhere between 80 and 120 years.  These giants should be nearing their end of life, but appear strong and healthy.  Perhaps the annual flow of irrigation water has caused them to have deeper, stronger roots and tougher wood.  

A side note:  tonight a strong geomagnetic storm is expected, but the sky is cloudy.  Moisture from Tropical Storm Alvin has arrived to block the view.  Although we need the moisture, it'll likely just tease us and drizzle enough to make Nature's Notebook a mess in the morning.  We'll see.  




Saturday, May 31, 2025

Niwaki


For $35 one can rent a 14-foot fiberglass ladder from Frank's up on Stanford.  With Baldo's help and his truck, we were able to manhandle it into the backyard for the annual tune-up of the black pine.  

Two and a half years ago in October 2022, Richard Vigil and I spent a day tip pruning and shaping the tree with bamboo poles in the style of the niwaki at the Botanic Garden.  Last spring I gave it a trim using a 12' ladder and now it was time again.  

While the lower branches have had some die-back, the upper canopy is starting to look good.  For now, I'm not doing much on the lower part of the tree, but that can be reached with my 6' step ladder if its candles start to elongate latter in the season.  

Meanwhile, the rest of the garden looks very good, thanks to Caro's diligent work.  Snapdragons, Buddleja, lilies, and a host of annuals are brightening the space.  Mercifully, the mosquitos are quiescent, especially the pesky Egyptian ones.  

All in all, the garden is a refuge from the daily insults coming out of Washington.  The courts are moving sooo slowly that it's very frustrating.  I can only imagine how this feels for those whose lives have been directly and negatively impacted.  So we tend our trees and flowers, help Jane out with the vegetables in her backyard, and somehow act normally in such abnormal times.  Protests will have to wait until June 14th.  



Sunday, May 25, 2025

"Gold Standard" in Science

For the photo tax, here's our Penstemon neomexicana blooming in the backyard.   It's relatively rare in the Sacramento Mountains, but locally abundant in disturbed sites.  The Sacramento Mountain Checkerspot relies on this plant as its obligate food source for developing caterpillars.  Alas, the Checkerspot appears to be extinct in the wild.  The BioPark has a couple surviving larvae in cold storage, trying to learn how to mature them to reproductive adults.


Meanwhile, TCF has rolled out another Executive Order that countermands one of Biden's that countermands one of TCF's first term that reversed one of Obama's.  

(iii)  each agency head shall promptly revoke any organizational or operational changes, designations, or documents that were issued or enacted pursuant to the Presidential Memorandum of January 27, 2021 (Restoring Trust in Government Through Scientific Integrity and Evidence-Based Policymaking), which was revoked pursuant to Executive Order 14154 and shall conduct applicable agency operations in the manner and revert applicable agency organization to the same form as would have existed in the absence of such changes, designations, or documents.

Each of these orders reads as a fairly sane approach to dealing with Science and the Federal government.  In the end, each undoes the work of the previous administration down to its bedrock.  The result is government literature adrift in a sea of policy papers disguised as science.  With an emphasis on "transparency," TCF is insisting on an emphasis on communicating uncertainty in any federal research.  Of course, that opens the door to the misinterpretation of results by conspiracy theorists who want to cast doubt on meaningful research.

One can imagine that this EO will be used to scrub even more climate research from the public record.  Probably vaccination and Covid data, too.  

<sigh>


Tuesday, May 6, 2025

80 Possibilities



Tiny Moves for Strategic Agility, Integrity, and Survival

These are starting points. Each one is a small, doable action that can help you interrupt the spiral, regain a sense of direction, and stay connected to what matters.

Start anywhere. Just pick something that meets you where you are. Then try another tomorrow. Or not. This isn't a performance. It's an invitation to explore and experiment. It’s an offering to prime the pump of your own creative capacities.

PLEASE ​​​​​​​​​​​​​SHARE with others

  1. Name what still matters. Speak it out loud or write it down.

  2. Take a no-scroll hour. Just be where you are.

  3. Text someone: “Thinking of you. No pressure.” Start small.

  4. Make a “don’t adapt to this” list. Keep it visible.

  5. Cancel one nonessential task. Let the gap be restorative.

  6. Start a shared doc called “What We Still Believe.” Invite a few trusted people.

  7. Buy a banned book. Read it. Lend it. Talk about it.

  8. Choose one task that aligns with your values. Do that first.

  9. Unfollow one source that fuels distortion. Even if it’s “on your side.”

  10. Say, “I’m not sure yet.” Let it be a position, not a weakness.

  11. Keep a screenshot folder called “I’m not imagining this.” Fill it when needed.

  12. Write a legacy letter. Not for ego—for clarity.

  13. Write down one lie you’ve stopped believing. Honor that shift.

  14. Reclaim a phrase you stopped saying. Say it again.

  15. Sit in silence for five minutes. No fixing. Just feel what’s there.

  16. Post one link that affirms your values. No hot take needed.

  17. Check on someone who might be isolating. No agenda. Just presence.

  18. Use the word “we” instead of “I” in one sentence today. See what shifts.

  19. Create a folder called “Waypoints.” Fill it with anything that helps you navigate.

  20. Ask: What’s one thing I can still protect today? Then protect it.

  21. Switch to cash or a local credit union. Move with your values.

  22. Write a short note to someone who shaped your ethics. Let them know.

  23. Keep a visible object near you that reminds you who you are.

  24. Tell one true story that doesn’t fit the current narrative.

  25. Say “I need a minute” instead of pushing through. Protect your pacing.

  26. Reach out to someone older than you. Ask what they’ve seen before.

  27. Start a new text thread called “Tiny Moves.” Add one thing a week.

  28. Delete one productivity hack that makes you feel like a machine.

  29. Refuse to comply in advance. Notice when you start to. Stop.

  30. Write down your red lines. Even if you’re not close to crossing them.

  31. Attend a local meeting—even if you don’t speak. Presence is a signal.

  32. Donate to a bail fund or mutual aid project. Even a little helps.

  33. Display a quote, phrase, or symbol that grounds you. Public or private.

  34. Relearn one thing your ancestors survived. Trace the resilience.

  35. Take a walk with someone who doesn’t need fixing. Just witness each other.

  36. Remove one app that hijacks your attention. Reclaim your bandwidth.

  37. Check in with someone who's angry. Let them be angry. Listen anyway.

  38. Begin a playlist that helps you remember who you are. Music is memory.

  39. Name one thing authoritarian systems want you to forget or disavow. Write it down.

  40. Make something. Not to sell. Not to post. Just to create.

  41. Wear something meaningful. Even if no one asks.

  42. Gather banned or endangered books. Start a freedom shelf.

  43. Use one plainspoken truth in a conversation that matters.

  44. Host a no-agenda dinner. Let people just be.

  45. Start a paper journal labeled “I Am Still Here.”

  46. Offer someone else the benefit of the doubt—once.

  47. Block out one hour as unstructured time. See what emerges.

  48. Stop apologizing for how you’re surviving.

  49. Keep one object that reminds you of a future worth fighting for.

  50. Visit a place that holds memory. Let it teach you something.

  51. Say “no” without an explanation—once this week.

  52. Learn a neighbor’s name. Just start there.

  53. Name what the harm cost you. Not to dwell, but to remember.

  54. Create a backup plan that protects your values, not just your income.

  55. Write a refusal. Don’t send it. Just know you could.

  56. Abolish one internalized rule you never agreed to.

  57. Teach someone one thing you know about surviving this moment.

  58. Ask someone younger what they’re seeing. Listen. Don’t correct.

  59. Try one way to befriend yourself today. Grace, self-compassion, pausing, letting go of shame.

  60. Make a timeline of your moral clarity. Track what’s stayed true.

  61. Resist the pressure to summarize. Let complexity stand without apology.

  62. Put something old to new use. Let continuity be an act of care.

  63. Show up somewhere you’ve been avoiding. Say little. Be there anyway.

  64. Read one account from a community you’re not part of. Let it complicate your map.

  65. Write a future memory you want to make real. Give your imagination something to reach for.

  66. Start a Sunday ritual that feels like continuity. Repetition can be resistance.

  67. Create a shared photo album called “We’re Still Here.” Make survival visible.

  68. Offer someone a microgrant or cash gift—if you can. Mutual aid doesn’t have to be big to be real.

  69. Repair something small that you’ve been neglecting. Restoration is a form of presence.

  70. Say “I’m protecting my energy” instead of making excuses. Claim your boundaries out loud.

  71. Name what feels like home—and who’s not safe there yet. Let that gap guide your commitments.

  72. Record your voice reading something that matters. Save it for yourself or someone else.

  73. Say no to urgency once. Let it pass without chasing it.

  74. Look for the helpers—and thank them out loud. Gratitude keeps the connective tissue alive.

  75. Resist cynicism in one interaction. Stay real, not performative.

  76. Make or update your will. That’s a move too—toward clarity and care.

  77. Give someone permission to grieve without explaining. Make space for what can’t be fixed.

  78. Watch how you speak to yourself. Say one kinder thing.

  79. Reconnect with someone you drifted from. No explanation needed—just begin again.

  80. Let something take time on purpose. Signal to yourself that not everything needs to be fast.


 

Wednesday, April 30, 2025

April Showers Bring May Flowers (ha!)

Been a busy week, keeping up with TCF news, trying to figure out what's happening where on May Day, a tour of the under-construction Lebanese Garden and the Heritage Farm, Nature's Notebook on Monday, and a BioPark Conservation Committee meeting on Tuesday.  Today we spent our energy on planting out the veggies and herbs at our Community Garden, aka, Jane Foster's backyard.  



Hard work, but hopefully we'll get a handful of tasty things out of the ground.  Remember, photosynthesis is your friend.  

Tuesday, April 22, 2025

Earth Day

On this Earth Day 2025, I find myself rather well off despite all of the administration's evil machinations.  The courts are pushing back on Trump and Doge.  Thank you, ACLU and others.  Glad to learn that Harvard and many other Universities are standing up to TCF.  

The freezing-rain-trying-to-turn-into-snow managed to scare us off from the "No Kings" march on Saturday.  Instead, we had Greek takeout for lunch with friends.  Easter was another Greek feast with Cousin Katia and Blake.  Not surprisingly, we had leftover Greek last night.   

Nature's Notebook continues on schedule.  For the moment Doge's efficiency Gestapo haven't found their funding stream.  Things are popping despite a couple chilly nights.  Daytime temps are heading back into the 80's.  With Saturday's 0.4" of precipitation, we expect even more rapid changes.  The big surprise for us this week was the foot-tall Asclepius speciosa, which has exploded out of the ground in the past two weeks.  

On the way out of the Botanic Garden, we took the usual shortcut through the Japanese Garden.  Peonies and Viburnum were blooming promiscuously.  In the planters along the Festival Green, we found Spanish bluebells, Hyacinthoides hispanica.


Now if we can just keep TCF from butchering the Endangered Species Act and gutting our National Monuments, things can calm down, at least locally.  Don't ask me about the stock market, tariffs, and the economic outlook.  


Sunday, April 20, 2025

Precipitation

Rain, blessed rain.  After 151 days, Albuquerque finally picked up some rain.  It clocked in at 0.3", which is piddling little after a 5 month dry spell, the longest on record.  But I'll take what I can get.  

The clouds rolled in Friday afternoon, conveniently after I finished General Grounds at the Heritage Farm opening.  I was pleasantly surprised by how many people talked about their travels in Scotland while viewing the Highland Coos. 


Meanwhile, the weather quite literally dampened the "No Kings" rally at the Civic Plaza.  We drove by and saw a good number (a couple hundred?) of protesters.  We'll see how the next march goes. 
 

Sunday, April 13, 2025

Rare Plants of BernCo

Here's my preliminary target list of plants to hunt this year:  

Astragalus feensis (Santa Fe Milkvetch) — April–June, 5100-6000 ft

Dalea scariosa (La Jolla Prairie Clover) — August–September, 4750-4900 ft (D*)

Delphinium sapellonis (Sapello Canyon Larkspur) — July–September, 8000-11,500 (D*)

Heuchera pulchella (Sandia Mountain Alum-Root) — July–September, 8000-10,700 

Mentzelia todiltoensis (Todilto Stickleaf) — June–September, 5600-5840 ft

Muhlenbergia arsenei (Navajo Muhly) — August–September, 4600-6500 ft (D*)

Physaria iveyana (Sandia Mountain Bladderpod) — May–June, North Sandia Crest

Sclerocactus papyracanthus (Grama Grass Cactus) — April–June, above Placitas (D*)

Silene plankii (Plank's Catchfly) — July–September, 5000-9200 ft

Spiranthes magnicamporum (Great Plains Lady's Tresses) — mid-July–August, 4560-6500 ft (D*)

Although a number have been dropped from the NMRPTC strategy list (D* above), they have been listed by at least one agency at one time.  

As for a schedule, Astragalus and Sclerocactus get going in April.  Physaria kicks in later in May.  Mentzelia begins blooming in June, followed by Delpinium, Heuchera, Silene, and Sprianthes in July.  Dalea and Muhlenbergia round out this list of ten species.  

While July looks to be the peak month for plant hunting, I'll also be chasing Aphyllon up in Rio Ariba County.  Busy times ahead!



Wednesday, April 9, 2025

The Conservation Committee

Today marks my first meeting with the BioPark's Conservation Committee.  Like the mayor's Biological Park Advisory Board, we'll be meeting in the library at the Zoo.  There are 16 people on the committee and they oversee the disbursement of funding for various conservation projects.  

As the only botanist in the group, I'll be interested in how to move them towards more plant-based habitat conservation.  Right now, they only fund our membership in the Botanic Gardens Conservation International program with North American plants.  They also support the IUCN Species Survival Commission, which is very general and includes plant species.  Otherwise, everything involves individual animal species.  

Graphical representation of conservation support

I'm also worried that federal dollars for various grants will have disappeared since Doge started making cuts.  I'm also concerned about Emilie and Clay, who recently left the BioPark for Applied Ecology, Inc.  

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Late pm update:  Meeting was moved to Colores.  16 attendees and a good amount of administrivia was covered.  Looking forward to learning more as the group gets its feet under itself.  



Tuesday, April 1, 2025

Hanami

It's cherry blossom-viewing time.

Crab apple blossoms
The offset bridge with a path among the flowering crab apples
Cherry blossoms in the Sasebo Japanese Garden
Crab apple 'Prairie Fire'
Sakura 'Kwanzan' cherry behind the waterfall
Crab apple detail
Crab apple on the Woodland Path
Flowering almond

Sadly, Tuesday's predicted high winds will like move our trees from Mankai to Chirihajime in a single day.  Perhaps we will have a sakura fubuki, a cherry blossom storm.