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Minnesota Micro-Springery

April 2, 2017 by Denise Brake Leave a Comment

A microbrewery makes small batches of specialty beers that showcase particular ingredients, a certain season, or theme.  The craft brewery in our little town, for example, makes a seasonal beer called Sugar Shack Maple Stout, made with maple syrup that is harvested by the monks and others at Saint John’s Abbey Arboretum and Forest just a skip and a hop from here.  (We helped tap trees a couple years ago—Welcome to the Sugar Shack—for the making of that syrup—Sap to Syrup.)  Whereas traditional breweries make millions of barrels of beer each year, US regulations permit microbreweries to make no more than 15,000 barrels per year.  Microbreweries concentrate on quality, flavor, and techniques.  According to www.hopandwine.com, “Every day is a delicious science experiment at a microbrewery.”  I love that!

On this 2nd day of April, Central Minnesota is a Micro-Springery.  Small batches of Spring can be found if one looks closely.  Later Spring will be lush with greenness everywhere, overwhelming the senses with millions of Spring things.  But for now, Spring is slowly unfolding in a delicious awakening.  Join me for a tour of the neighborhood Micro-Springery.

Aspen tree catkins have emerged, like fuzzy caterpillars hanging from the branches.

Common Yarrow, with its fern-like, aromatic foliage is one of the first perennials to grow in a sunny location.  The leaves can be used for a hop substitute and preservative for beer-making! (ediblewildfood.com)

Beautiful, iconic Spring Pussy Willow!  If we don’t protect this shrub with fencing, the deer will eat it right down to the ground.  Luckily it is resilient and grows back quickly.

The buds are just breaking out of the beautifully-barked Serviceberry.

Wild geraniums with hairy, red-tinged foliage from last year and pristine new green leaves are a shade-loving perennial that blooms early in the growing season.

Blue Flag Iris, another early bloomer, pushes out its triangular leaves through last year’s debris.

Hazelnut catkins hang like dangling earrings, adorning the shrub in Spring splendor.

Pungent Allium, with their frost-tipped leaves, will bloom in the middle of summer with their distinctive purple-ball flowers.

Red clusters of Maple tree flower buds will open before the leaves develop and appear.

 

Henry David Thoreau wrote, “It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.”  Microbreweries don’t brew beer just to have beer, they want it to taste amazing.  Mother Nature doesn’t give us Spring just for aesthetics, but to teach us how to fly in the wind like the catkin pollen and seeds, how to be a common human being and do extraordinary things, how to be beautiful and resilient, how to have a splendid protective covering and let your gifts emerge, how to bloom early, in the middle, and late in your life, how to push your way through last year’s debris, and how to adorn yourself with loving splendor.  Mother Nature shows us, with all her seasons, that life is one delicious science experiment after another.  I love that!

 

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It’s Kind of a Big Deal

March 26, 2017 by Denise Brake 2 Comments

What is a Big Deal in your life right now?  I remember when the kids were much younger, birthdays were a Big Deal—even half-birthdays were big!  My brother- and sister-in-laws will be celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary this summer—that’s a really Big Deal!  Grandchildren are a Big Deal to our friends who have welcomed another generation into their families.  A health crisis is an all-consuming, scary Big Deal in one’s life.  Graduating from college, starting a new job, getting married, having a baby—all are Big Deals in the lives of the people involved and to concentric circles of loved ones and friends who care for them.

I know that nearly everyone loves Spring, but here in Minnesota, Spring is a pretty Big Deal!  We’ve had another fairly ‘easy’ winter in terms of snow and cold, but there is a collective ‘Hallelujah’ being raised up nonetheless, even if it is in a Minnesota nice and stoically quiet way!

The Past

This is the third year in a row that we have been snow free on the Spring Equinox—the two years before that we still had snow up to our knees.  So in those terms, we are way ahead of the game.  But besides a few green blades of grass (and wild strawberries) and some swollen tree buds, it doesn’t look very much like spring out there yet.

The Present

It doesn’t really matter though—we know it’s coming—the calendar told us so!  The thing that makes Spring so sweet is going through the ‘hardship’ or work of winter.  Snow shoveling, walking and driving on snow and ice, the daily chore of bundling up in boots, heavy coats, hats, and mittens, keeping the house at a cozy temperature, and daily walks with the frigid north wind are the realities of Winter—neither good nor bad.  But Spring, as it unfolds, is a relief from all those things.  On Friday, even though I was still bundled against the cold and wind, I saw and heard a choir of Robins flitting joyfully about in the neighbor’s yard!  That’s a Big Deal!

The Future

 

Big Deals is people’s lives are often milestones of time and effort put into an event that is dear to someone’s heart.  Other Big Deals—like birthdays and babies—are celebrations of absolute gifts we are blessed to experience.  Yet others are heart-breaking moments that threaten our lives, livelihoods, and purpose.  The common denominator seems to be the heart—what we hold dear, what we work hard to preserve, what means the most to us, what gives us joy.

My Big Deal today is celebrating three years of taking photographs and writing messages for my NorthStarNature blog.  I have published 206 posts with thousands of photographs in those three years!  It has been an experience of the heart : to showcase the incredible beauty of Nature, to share parts of my life story in an attempt to connect us with our world and with one another, to examine how Nature can teach us about Life, and a way for me to contribute in some way to the greater Good.  Every time I go out into Nature with the camera, looking for the Beauties and the Gifts, I become just another one of Her creations in that whole Circle of Life.  My body is calmed, and my spirit is lifted.  Writing this blog has unmuted my voice.  It has gotten this shy wallflower out into the dance of the world a bit—the cyber-world, no less!  I want to thank you for joining me on this journey—I appreciate you reading and sharing my words and photographs.  Blessings and Goodness to you all!

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Biking and Hiking Where the Wild Things Are

June 12, 2016 by Denise Brake Leave a Comment

Our copy of Maurice Sendak’s classic picture book ‘Where the Wild Things Are’ is tattered and worn, the shiny gold Caldecott Medal sticker peeling along the circular edge.  I would hate to guess how many times we read it.  The story is about play, actions, feelings, imagination, and processing. (If you are unfamiliar with ‘Where the Wild Things Are,’ click here to see a YouTube reading of the book.)

These wild things in Max’s imagination are at the opposite end of the spectrum to the literally wild things in Nature.  And before I go any further, I must give due respect to the multitude of places across the world that are much more ‘wild’ than here in Central Minnesota.  Nonetheless, all it takes is a bike ride or a hike close to home to encounter the wild things.

We can cross the highway down the hill from our house and ride the twelve-mile bike trail to the west.  Redwing blackbirds sing from their cattail podiums and frogs chortle in the wetland area strewn with Yellow Water Buttercups.

Yellow Water Buttercup

Farther down the trail, the Sauk River flows from the Chain of Lakes where the geese and the pelicans float.  Beware–if you were a fish, he’d eat you up, he loves you so.

Pelican

Down the ditch, across the busy highway, through trees and grass, I saw the strange walking movement of a family of Sandhill Cranes.  These red-masked, five-foot-tall birds with a wingspan of nearly seven feet are formidable defenders of their young ones.  They survey the world all around them for tasty frogs, snakes, insects, small mammals, and grains.  Their distinctive trilling call draws your eyes skyward during spring and fall migration.

Sandhill Cranes

Last weekend we hiked through Rockville County Park to discover we are six baby eagles richer than we were a year ago.  The family of five, with all their yellow eyes and terrible claws, sat peacefully in their lofty nest, watching as we walked around their prairie.

Eagle Family at Eagle Park

Golden Alexander, a member of the carrot family, is a host plant for Black Swallowtail caterpillars.  It has a wild, beautiful scientific name–Zizia aurea–one that is meant to be proclaimed out loud!  ZIZIA AUREA!

Golden Alexander

Be still and look at this beautiful little butterfly on the most common of all wildflowers.

Butterfly on dandelion

The exuberant wildness of Prairie Smoke drifted in the breeze.  The nodding pink-red flowers stand up and open up after pollination and has a seed at the base of each feathery plume.

Prairie Smoke

Prairie Smoke

The other eagle’s nest is on the edge of the forest, and the three young ones sat patiently waiting for their parents to return with supper.

Young eagles at Rockville County Park

As we walked through the forest towards the Sauk River, we saw ferns that grew and grew and grew until they were as tall as we were!

Ferns in Rockville County Park

We saw a woodland plant that looked like Solomon’s Seal, but it had a different flower from the ones that hang from the underside of the arching stems.  When we got home, I looked it up–it’s False Solomon’s Seal–I was both right and wrong.

False Solomon's Seal

 

We all possess the magic trick of staring into our own eyes, letting our imagination run wild, and believing it to be the truth.  We become the king of our own wild imaginations.  We like being in charge of the wild rumpus that ensues.  But like Max, we eventually become lonely, and something from far away entices us to give up being king.  Our ego cries, “Oh please don’t go.”  But we say “No!”  Amid the terrible roars and gnashing of teeth, we step into our true self and sail back to where Someone loves us best of all.

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Gleanings from May–Birds and Blossoms

June 2, 2016 by Denise Brake Leave a Comment

What a month is May!  It’s a showcase of blossoms on trees, shrubs, and early blooming perennials.  And while we have a great number of ‘winter’ birds that also stay around for the summer, we now see the birds that are passing through to their summer lands in Canada or those that nest and live in Minnesota for the warm season.  May is the pleasant month of transformation when trees fully leaf out, exuberant growth occurs, sunshine begins to warm the lakes, and long, light evenings change the way we structure our activities.  But back to the beginning of May–one of our maple trees was aglow with golden filaments of pompom-like flowers.  Trees are heavily flowered (and thus seed producing) in different yearly intervals–some years it is difficult to notice any flowers at all, but this particular tree was spectacular this year!

Maple tree flowers

What is Spring without Robins?  The sight of Robins is the herald of the vernal season when we know that any traces of Winter will soon be gone.  Whether perching on the water sprinkler during a rain shower or hopping in the grass and pulling out worms after the rain, the Robin is a common companion of May.

Robin

Northern Lights Azaleas, hardy deciduous shrubs developed at the University of Minnesota, allow us a small taste of the incredible beauty of azaleas in our northern climate.  This is ‘Northern Hi-Lights,’ and while ours still struggle in our sandy soil, they do treat us to some amazing blossoms.

Azalea

A couple of weeks ago the flower petals were falling off the apple tree.  It was a super windy day, and I noticed a number of birds flying among the branches.  With the zoom on the camera, I was able to identify the small flock of Cedar Waxwings–they were plucking the white flower petals and eating them!

Cedar Waxwing

One of the delightful additions to our garden is the Gas Plant.  Tall spikes of orchid-looking flowers peek above the ferns that make a lovely background for the pink flower.  Gas Plants grow in sun or shade–we have ours on the edge of the woods.  They are hardy, drought-tolerant, and not picky about soil.  They do not like to be moved once established, as they have a deep tap-root.  The name is derived from the citrusy, flammable fumes the flowers give off–on a still day, you can hold a match by the flowers and see a poof of blue flame!

Gas Plant

This little bird was flying in the woods before the leaves were fully out.  I believe it to be a warbler of some kind, perhaps a Magnolia Warbler or a Yellow-rumped Warbler, both of which have their summer range in Canada.

Magnolia Warbler?

Once we got the buckthorn cleared out from beneath the oaks in our woods, this woodland perennial appeared–Virginia Waterleaf.  The leaves are mottled with what looks like water stains, and clusters of white to violet flowers rise above the leaves.  As you can see, they are a favorite of the bumblebee at this time of year.

Virginia Waterleaf

Eastern Kingbird’s scientific name is Tyrannus tyrannus, indicating his tyrannical traits of defending his territory.  When defending the nest, he will aggressively attack hawks, crows and squirrels.  He has a neat, suit-like appearance.  The Kingbird has a crown of red, orange, or yellow feathers on its head that is usually concealed, but is raised when confronting an attacker.  Both the male and female hunt for insects and feed the young for about seven weeks.

Eastern Kingbird

We don’t often think of evergreen trees flowering, but this is a pollen cone or male flower of the Red Pine tree.  The pollen cones are most often found in the lower crown of the tree, while the small female flowers are in the middle to upper crown of the tree.  Red Pine or Norway Pine is the state tree of Minnesota.

Pollen cone of Red Pine

It was evening bath time for this little Bluebird!  It’s so nice to have these birds in our yard, seeing them drop and dive for insects with a flash of blue color.

Bluebird taking a bath

 

Birds and blossoms are the showcase of May.  Spring bulbs, flowering shrubs and trees, and perennials become the houses and food for animals, birds, and insects as the yearly reproductive cycle of each creation happens before our eyes.  We once again marvel at the transformation that occurs in this month as plants emerge from the ground, grow, and flower in such a short time!  This Life Force of Nature is awe-inspiring!  Do you see it?  Do you notice and appreciate it?  It is a privilege to be the observer, the caretaker, and the participant in this season of growth and beauty. 

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Walking Past Ginger, Jack, and May

May 26, 2016 by Denise Brake Leave a Comment

When I was in college, there were two girls named Ginger who lived in my dorm.  One Ginger was tall, dark-haired, and had a booming voice and personality.  She walked with swag and tossed her head like a racehorse at the starting line.  Wild Ginger majored in Physics or Engineering or something like that and would help guys with their homework, then go downtown and drink beer with them or anybody else who was up for it.  She was colorful, energetic, and noticed.  Quiet Ginger was also tall and smart, but I would say most people didn’t notice her.  She didn’t talk much and just blended in with her surroundings.  She seemed guarded, like something at one time had hurt her deeply, and so she hid herself for protection.  But when you talked one-on-one with her, she was funny, strong, and very charming in her own way.

I think all flowers are cool.  They are unique, intricate sculptures of petals, pistils, and stamens.  Many are colorful, showy, fragrant, and well-known to most people.  But there are a few Spring woodland flowers that one could easily walk past and not notice.  I was on my hands and knees weeding around this small Wild Ginger plant on the hillside of our woods.  Only after I had pulled some weeds away did I notice the small, dark red flower at the base of the plant!  What a crazy, beautiful, strange flower!

Wild Ginger

Wild Ginger flower

So I walked up the hill to where we had a larger, more established colony of Wild Ginger and pushed the dried leaves away from the base of the plants, and there were the hidden flowers!  Wild Ginger (Asarum canadense) is no relation to culinary ginger, though the Native Americans and later the settlers used the root as a seasoning and to treat colds and fever.  This low-growing, shade-loving ground cover with heart-shaped leaves is deer resistant, does not go dormant in the summer, and is an important food source for the Pipevine Swallowtail Butterfly.

Wild Ginger

The flowers at the base of the plant attract small, pollinating flies that emerge from the ground in early spring.  The flies crawl into the flower for protection and to feast on the pollen, which they carry with them to the next flower.

Wild Ginger with flowers

When the Wild Ginger seeds ripen, they have an oily appendage attached called an elaiosome, which attracts ants.  The ants carry the seed to their homes, consume the ‘food’ and leave the seed to germinate.  At least three different insects rely on the Wild Ginger plant with the quietly beautiful, hidden flower.

Wild Ginger flowers opening

Another flower that is easy to walk past without noticing is the Jack-in-the-Pulpit (Arisaema triphyllum.)  Tubular, hooded flowers rise on their own stalks to the level of the large leaves that are divided into three leaflets.

Jack-in-the-Pulpits

The flowers are green with brown stripes that blend in with the surrounding woodland foliage.  Jack-in-the-Pulpits are most noticeable in late summer when clusters of bright red berries form.

Jack-in-the-Pulpit

A third woodland flower that is easy to walk past is the Mayapple (Podophyllum peltatum.)  Mayapples are unique in that they only have two leaves and one flower which grows in the axil of the leaves.  Lovely umbrella-shaped leaves hide the pale yellow flower that later forms a yellow, edible fruit that can be used in jellies.  Mayapples die back in mid-summer in dormancy until the following spring.

Mayapple

Mayapple flower

 

When we think of flowers, we most often bring to mind showy, colorful blossoms that attract attention and inspire awe.  These three Spring woodland flowers are not easily seen when walking by, but all have beautiful and unique foliage that is to be appreciated.  A closer look reveals the interesting, hidden flowers–a quiet splendor in the woodland world.  Getting to know the hidden treasures–whether flower or human–is worth the extra time and effort.  It will enrich your life with wonder and gratitude.

 

 

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What’s in a Name?

May 19, 2016 by Denise Brake 2 Comments

When I met my husband oh so long ago, he said his name was Chris, and he gave me the slip of paper that was his nonresident short-term fishing license from the State of Minnesota, because it had his address on it–and he promised to write back if I wrote him a letter.  He was headed back to Missouri from Minnesota with a stop in South Dakota for the night.  I was in the right place at just the right time for him to ask me to dance.  The brown-eyed handsome man named Chris captured my heart.  Later I learned that his family and friends called him Mick.  Many times over the years he asked me to call him Mick, and even though I tried, it felt awkward saying it to him.

A walk through our yard and woods at this time of year is an exploration of blooming flowers!  I know most of them by their common names and often Chris will tell me their Scientific names.  Both names give clues about the flowering plant or tell a story about its history.

Perennial Blue Flax–Linum lewisii–named in honor of Meriwether Lewis of Lewis and Clark who discovered this blue beauty on their expedition across the Plains.  (And speaking of names, Meriwether!)

Perennial Blue Flax

Variegated Solomon’s Seal–Polygonatum odoratum var. pluriflorum ‘Variegatum’–poly meaning ‘many’, gonu meaning ‘knee joints’ referring to the jointed plant rhizomes; pluriflorum meaning ‘many flowered’; Solomon’s Seal for the wound sealing properties of the plant.

Variegated Solomon's Seal

Wild Geranium–Geranium maculatum–large flowering (relatively speaking, since this flower is 1 inch or more compared to others of under half an inch.)

Wild Geranium

Leopard’s Bane–Doronicum orientale–all in this genus were once thought to be poisonous to animals.

Leopard's Bane

Carpet Bugle–Ajuga reptans–a groundcover that spreads across the ground like a carpet.

Carpet Bugle

Foam Flower–Tiarella cordifolia–Tiarella meaning ‘small crown’ from the shape of the fruit; fluffy, airy flowers.

Foam Flower

Bleeding Heart–Dicentra spectabilis–Dicentra meaning ‘two spurs’, spectabilis meaning ‘spectacular’; Bleeding Heart by the shape of the flower.

Bleeding Heart

Lily of the Valley–Convallaria majalis–majalis meaning ‘that which belongs to May.’

Lily of the Valley

Lungwort–Pulmonaria spp.–herbalists long ago thought the spotted leaves looked like diseased lungs and used it to treat lung ailments; ‘wort’ meaning ‘to heal or cure.’

Lungwort

Sweet Woodruff–Galium odoratum–fragrant leaves and flowers; Woodruff is Old English for ‘wood that unravels’ meaning the creeping rootstock; another common name is Sweet Scented Bedstraw as the dried leaves were used to stuff mattresses.

Sweet Woodruff

Flowering plant names, both Scientific and common, often describe or tell a story about the plant.  Our given names are carefully chosen by our parents–name books are consulted and brainstorming with lists of names are ‘tried on’ and discarded or ‘liked’ by our mothers and fathers until the list of ‘likes’ is whittled down to the perfect name for that child.  We can honor parents, grandparents and other relatives by giving their name to our child, and in the course of a lifetime, the child may come to know the honor of carrying that name.  Nicknames usually have a story about how they came to be, and once a person is lovingly known by that name, it is difficult to say otherwise.  I call my husband Mick when I talk to his family, though there is still a fraction of a hesitation before doing so.  But the man I fell in love with is and will always be Chris on my tongue and in my heart.  It is a particular and all-encompassing blessing when we are called by our name.

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Journey into Nature and Parenthood

May 12, 2016 by Denise Brake Leave a Comment

I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.                                            –John Burroughs

There is a connection between the generations, a sinew of code that we receive from our parents and ancestors and pass on to our offspring.  Our chromosomes determine eye color, hair and skin color, and many other physical and personality characteristics–our Nature.  When we celebrate Mother’s and Father’s Days, however, it is mainly about our Nurture–how we were raised and nurtured and how we raised and nurtured our children.  The nine months of carrying and growing a child, the months and years of nursing them, caring for their every need, teaching them, guiding them, providing for them, cherishing them, and allowing them to become the persons they were meant to be.  A difficult, joyous, incredible, honorable journey.

Our journey into nature this past weekend was to Birch Lakes State Forest, one of the smallest state forests in Minnesota, situated between two lakes on hilly, forested land created by glacial depositions.  It is in the transition zone between the southwest prairie and northeast forested regions.  It is mainly a deciduous forest with aspens, maples, basswoods, and oaks.

Birch Lakes State Forest trail

Spring wildflowers were blooming on the trail by the lake: Large-flowered Bellwort and Wood Anemone.

Large-flowered Bellwort

Wood Anemone

We hiked the trail with no map, not knowing where we were going, around shallow ponds filled with cattails and surrounded by white-barked birches.

Pond at Birch Lakes State Forest

Wild Calla Lilies or Waterdragons bloomed in one of the shallow ponds.

Wild Calla Lilies

Jack-in-the-Pulpits and Ferns were abundant along the trail.

Jack-in-the-Pulpits

Fern by birch log

One of the most interesting plants in the forest was a small shrub.  It was shaped like a petite tree with a singular trunk and symmetrical branches.  The bark was smooth and brownish-gray, and the branches were pliable and bent without breaking.

Leatherwood shrub

Neither of us knew what kind of shrub it was, and on closer inspection, we saw that it had already bloomed and was producing fruit.

Leatherwood shrub close up

After a fairly long search when we returned home, I found the shrub on the Minnesota DNR field guide to native plants.  ‘Dirca palustris’ or Leatherwood grows in part to full shade and likes a boggy habitat.  It blooms in March or April, before its leaves emerge, with a bell-shaped pale yellow flower.  The fruit will be red by fall, and the leaves have a yellow fall color.  I remembered that I had taken a picture of a blooming shrub during our early spring hike at St. John’s Arboretum.  It was the blooming Leatherwood!  The Native Americans used the tough, leathery twigs and bark for bow strings, baskets, fishing line, and rope.

Leatherwood shrub blooming

The only critters we saw were a loon on Birch Lake when we arrived and a camouflaged tree frog on the leafy trail towards the end of our hike.

Loon on Birch Lake

Tree frog at Birch Lakes State Forest

Going to a place we had never been before and walking through Nature’s incredible gifts soothed my soul and got my senses in order.  Connection with Nature–in all its glories–is something we nurtured and passed on to our children.  The journey of parenthood takes a sharp turn when children are adults and living in places far from their parents, but the road never ends.  Losing a parent of my own in these last months brings that reality home.  Remember to whom we belong.  That sinew of code–tough, flexible, unbreakable–that we receive from our parents, grandparents, and ancestors and the years of nurturing from resilient, flawed parents make us who we are.  Follow the trail of life.  We may not know where we’re going all the time, but we can find beauty and interesting things along the way.  Find our own way.  We choose our paths, sometimes turn around when we find we’re on the wrong trail, and at other times blaze our own trail with intuition and spirit.  May Goodness and Mercy follow us all the days of our precious lives.

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In Love with This Green Earth

May 5, 2016 by Denise Brake 2 Comments

I am in love with this green earth.  –Charles Lamb

Do you remember the feelings you had when you first fell in love with your beloved?  A euphoric happiness settled over me.  I thought about him all the time.  I couldn’t wait to see him again, though months would pass since we lived 400 miles from one another.  I happily spoke about him, sharing stories of who he was as a person.  I read and re-read the letters he sent and immediately answered them.  I marveled at his handsomeness, his politeness, his kindness to family and friends.  I felt lucky or blessed or pinch-me-I’m-dreaming that he felt the same way about me.

May turns a corner for us into the fullness of Spring, and I have to say, I am quite smitten.  The green-ness and new-ness of this season should not come as any surprise–it happens every year!  And yet, I find myself thinking, “Was last Spring this beautiful?!”  I can’t get enough of looking out the window at the lush green grass and the emerging leaves.

Spring green

Maple leaves

 I happily wander through the yard and woods, delighting at the swiftly growing ferns and the spring-blooming perennials.

Ferns and St. Francis

Virginia Bluebells

There is an overabundance of growth, a population explosion of buds, flowers, and plants coming back to life from the dormancy of winter.  (Go to North Star Nature Facebook page to ‘Like’ and see more May flowers and photos of nature.)

Hosta bed

Lupine leaves

Brunera flowers

Birch flowers and new leaves

I am in love with this green earth.  The changing seasons have a way of opening our minds to development and the cycles of Life–like falling in love with your beloved.  Spring flushes the winter dormancy and old ideas from our minds and bodies to be replaced with possibilities and reliabilities–like having faith in Goodness.  Renewal fills our souls with explosions of hope for the greener, growing, greater days ahead–like living in a Sanctuary.  We are blessed to be living on this beautiful green earth!  

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Tree Stories of Our Lives

April 29, 2016 by Denise Brake Leave a Comment

I’m planting a tree to teach me to gather strength from my deepest roots.  –Andrea Koehle Jones from “The Wish Trees”

The weeping willow tree was a magical fort in the corner of our yard.  The wispy walls hid us in the cool shade on hot summer days on the farm, and yet, with no trouble at all, we could burst through the ‘walls’ to the sunshine.  It was one of my favorite things about the South Dakota farm (along with the animals) when I was a young child.  Forty-five years later when I went back to see my first home, the magnificent weeping willow tree still stood in the corner of the yard.

Forests are the lungs of our land, purifying the air and giving fresh strength to our people.  –Franklin D. Roosevelt

I spent my school-age years in the tree-populated foothills of the Blue Mountains in Pennsylvania.  Our yard was scattered with old fruit trees–sour cherry, apple and pear.  A tire swing hung from the apple tree where I would sit and ponder all the things a child needs to ponder.  The woods behind our house was a wilderness of maple and sassafras trees, large boulders, a small creek, and plenty of poison ivy, but it was the perfect place for trails, forts, games, and pure air to fill our lungs and power our legs.

Apples

Then one day the boy came to the tree and the tree said, “Come, Boy, come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be happy.”  –Shel Silverstein from “The Giving Tree”

A huge, old Elm tree stood between our yard and hay-field on our Missouri acreage.  It was the chosen spot, the perfect place for a tree house for our three young ones.  It was large and secure, yet so high up that it felt like you could touch the sky, sing with the birds, and dance with the wind.

Missouri tree house

Up in the tree

Trees are sanctuaries.  –Hermann Hesse

Cottonwood trees are giants of the prairie.  I was in graduate school back in South Dakota when I discovered an ancient old Cottonwood in a park where I would walk to clear my head.  From the road it just looked like ‘one of the park trees,’ but when I stood beside it, underneath it, I felt like I was in the presence of the Great Spirit.  The bark was deeply grooved and corky, and the roots that fanned out from the gigantic trunk, like spokes on a wheel, were as large as other trees.  At a certain time of the year, the cotton, containing the seed, would fall and glide and float away on the wind.  I would often stand with my back against the trunk thinking about all the history that had passed by this tree, all the storms that had pounded its branches, all the July festival-goers who had taken shelter under its shade, and all the seasons of harsh cold, gentle rains, singing summer leaves, and brilliant yellow foliage.

The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.  –Ralph Waldo Emerson

Back to this time and this place to the Old Beauty of an Oak tree that rises tall outside our bedroom window.  It is one of many oaks around us that produces acorns.  With a little help from Chris to keep the rabbits at bay, the acorns sprout into seedlings, who grow ever so slowly into saplings and ever so slowly into young trees…one day to be a sprawling Old Beauty.

Old Beauty Oak

I would guess that most people have tree stories from their life’s journey.  My childhood with trees brings back happy memories of play, imagination, and agility.  We were living, breathing companions, sharing oxygen and carbon dioxide, stability and freedom, and growth.  Then I married a ‘tree man,’ who even before I met him thirty-six years ago had already planted more trees than most people do in a lifetime.  Together we love, care for, and appreciate trees.  When our three children were growing up, trees were an integral part of their lives, and I know they have tree stories of their own.  And that ancient Cottonwood in the park–it gave me strength, perspective, and wisdom at a time in my life when everything else seemed to be falling away.  The seeds of our lives and the seeds of their lives–living together, not taking the gifts for granted, never underestimating the mutual need–all of us growing to become Old Beauty.   

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Our Spaceship Earth on Earth Day

April 22, 2016 by Denise Brake 1 Comment

Spaceship Earth is a term popularized in the 1960’s, particularly by architect-inventor-system theorist R. Buckminster Fuller when he wrote the book “Operating Manual for Spaceship Earth.”  The inventor of the geodesic dome relates Earth to a spaceship that has finite resources that cannot be resupplied.  He spent much of his life researching and developing designs and strategies to help us sustainably exist on Earth.

Another forward thinker Marshall McLuhan, who predicted the World Wide Web almost thirty years before it was invented, is quoted, “There are no passengers on spaceship earth.  We are all crew.”

Last Sunday Chris and I checked on the eagle nests–yes, we have babies!  One nest has three, fuzzy-feathered eaglets, and the other nest has at least one that I was able to see.

Three eaglets

The bluebirds were nesting nearby, and a ground squirrel slunk through the grass trying not to be seen.

Male bluebird at Eagle Park

Thirteen-lined ground squirrel

We then drove to St. John’s Arboretum and hiked the Boardwalk Loop through prairie, wetland, maple forest, oak savannah, and conifer forest.  In a short 1.5 miles, it was a lesson in ecosystems and a glimpse into the diversity of animal and plant life in a tiny part of spaceship earth.  A beaver lodge rose from a blue lake on one side of the road.  There was a path through the cattails and up the bank for the beaver to get to the lake on the other side.

Beaver lodge

Beaver trail

Beaver

Red-winged blackbirds sang from their perches on cattails.

Red-winged blackbird

The delicious scent of the pine forest filled our noses with the smell of contentment.

Pine forest

We crossed the boardwalk over the wetland…

Boardwalk at St. Johns Arboretum

and saw geese, ducks, and a pair of Trumpeter swans.

Swans mating ritual

Painted turtles sunned themselves in the warm spring sunshine.

Painted turtles

Maple trees with red and lime green blossoms contrasted with the deep green of the pines.

Maple trees blooming

The woodland trail through the tall maples still looked like late winter…

Maple forest at St. Johns Arboretum

…until we saw the Spring Ephemerals!  These early blooming flowers take advantage of the small window of sunshine between snow melt and when the trees have leafed out.  They grow, flower, are pollinated, and produce seeds in a short period of time and often go dormant by summer.  We found Spring Beauty…

Spring Beauty ephemeral

…False Rue Anemone…

False Rue Anemone

…and Hepatica bursting through the leaf cover.

Hepatica

 

Two short walks less than ten miles from one another, and we were blessed to see such an array of plant and animal life that was once again coming to life in the Minnesota Spring.  In honor of all these amazing creations, I would like to urge everyone to take good care of our Spaceship Earth.  We are all crew members with tasks to do and responsibilities to carry out, even if it’s only in our tiny part of this big, blue planet.  Happy Earth Day!

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