Exploring the Neighborhood
August 7, 2019 by New Hampshire Garden Solutions
This past weekend was an uncharacteristically busy one for me, with the car having to be looked at and modems and routers to change, so I lost a lot of time to the busyness. Because of that I decided to take a simple walk around the neighborhood. This is something I enjoy but I’ve been putting it off, so it was time. The view above is of a small pond in the neighborhood where turtles, frogs, beavers and muskrats live. Ducks, geese, and an occasional great blue heron will also stop in now and then. The strange green stuff on the far end is tree pollen, and it shows that it hasn’t rained for a while.
The water in the pond is so low cattails (Typha latifolia) are almost growing on dry land. It’s hard to believe that we actually need rain after the non-stop rains of spring. Cattails can grow faster than fertilized corn and can create monocultures by shading out other plants with their dense foliage and debris from old growth. They are very beneficial to many animals and birds though, and even help the ponds and lakes they grow in by filtering runoff water and helping reduce the amount of silt and nutrients that flow into them. Scientists have recorded cattail marshes travel up to 17 feet in a year with prime conditions just by sending out new shoots. Of course, that doesn’t account for all the new plants that grow from seed. Cattail flowers are very prolific; one stalk can produce an estimated 220,000 seeds. Cattails were an important food for Native Americans. Their roots contain more starch than potatoes and more protein than rice, and native peoples made flour from them. They also ate the new shoots in spring, which must have been especially welcome after a long winter of eating dried foods. They had uses for every part of this plant; even the pollen was harvested and used in bread.
A drift of black eyed Susans (Rudbeckia hirta) grows beside the pond. I like their cheeriness but not their message of the approaching fall. Summer will end sooner for me than for them; they’ll bloom right up until a hard freeze in October.
Yellow pond lilies (Nuphar lutea) grew in curious islands in the pond. I’ve never seen them do this, but I can picture them doing it to the entire pond. The seeds of the yellow pond lily plant were a very valuable food source to Native Americans, who ground them into flour. They also popped them much like popcorn, but unless the seeds are processed correctly they can be very bitter and foul tasting. The plant was also medicinally valuable to many native tribes.
There is a small grove of gray birch (Betula populifolia) near the pond and I often search their branches to see if any new lichens have moved in. Gray birch doesn’t have the same bright white bark that paper birches do, but lichens seem to love growing on their limbs.
The largest birch in the previous photo had a split in its bark that made it look as if someone had unzipped it. I can’t imagine what might have caused it but it can’t be good.
One of the reasons I wanted to take this walk was to see if there were any berries on the bunchberry plants that grow in the V made by these two trees. The white dogwood like flowers become a bunch of bright red berries, and that gives the plant its common name. Native Americans used the berries as food and made a tea from the ground root to treat colic in infants. The Cree tribe called the berry “kawiskowimin,” meaning “itchy chin berry” because rubbing the berries against your skin can cause a reaction that will make you itch.
But I didn’t see any bunchberry berries today and I wasn’t really surprised; I see maybe one plant with berries for every twenty without. Apparently pollination isn’t very successful among bunchberry plants.
The blueberries crop doesn’t look too bad this year though. I think there will be enough to keep both bears and humans happy. One of the best places to pick blueberries that I’ve seen is from a boat, canoe or kayak, because blueberries grow on the shores of our lakes and ponds in great profusion and the bushes often hang out over the water. You can fill a small bucket in no time.
It looks like we might have a good blackberry harvest as well. Easy to pick blackberries can be found along virtually any rail trail and many woodland trails. Blackberries have been eaten by man for thousands of years. The discovery of the remains of an Iron Age woman called the Haraldskær Woman showed that she ate blackberries about 2500 years ago. The Haraldskær Woman is the body of a woman found naturally preserved in a peat bog in Jutland, Denmark in 1835. Native Americans made a strong twine from fibers found in blackberry canes, and they used piles of dead canes as barricades around villages. I’m guessing that anyone who had ever been caught on blackberry thorns wouldn’t have tried to make it through such a barricade.
Joe Pye weed (Eupatorium) is a common late summer sight in wet meadows and on river banks. There are several species of this plant including hollow Joe-Pye-weed (E. fistulosum,) sweet Joe-Pye-weed (E. purpureum,) three-nerved Joe-Pye-weed (E. dubium,) and spotted Joe-Pye-weed (E. maculatum.) Hollow Joe-Pye weed is the most common species in this area. There are also cultivated varieties sold in nurseries.
Eventually if you go the way I did you come to a wooded trail that really doesn’t lead anywhere. It simply connects two roads. I don’t know its history but it makes for an enjoyable walk through the woods.
It’s close to impossible to get a photo of a forest when you’re inside it, but I keep trying. This view shows that these trees are not that old and that means this land was cleared not that long ago.
There are some big white pines (Pinus strobus) out here though. I’d guess many of them are close to 100 years old.
Tatarian honeysuckle (Lonicera tatarica) berries start out green and then turn orange before finally ripening to red. They are pretty things but they can be mildly toxic to adults and more so to children, though I’ve never heard of anyone eating them. Tatarian honeysuckle is considered an invasive shrub. Birds eat the berries and the plant spreads quickly, with an estimated seedling density of 459,000 per acre. Once grown their dense canopy shades the forest floor enough so native plants can’t grow, so the land around dense colonies is often barren.
Hedge bindweed (Calystegia sepium) winds itself among the tall stems of any plant it can find. It is said that bindweed purifies and cleanses the body and calms the mind. Native Americans used the plant medicinally for several ailments, including as an antidote to spider bites.
Meadow sweet (Spirea alba) is just about finished for this year. This plant likes moist ground and I have found it near water more often than not but lately I’ve been seeing it in drier spots as well, like I did on this day.
The small pond that I showed a photo of previously eventually empties into a large swamp, which is called a wetland these days. I’m guessing that beavers and muskrats keep the water way open through it; it has been this way for as long as I’ve lived in the area.
Deer tongue grass (Dichanthelium clandestinum) gets its common name from the way its leaves resemble a deer’s tongue. It’s one of the earliest denizens of the forest floor to start showing its fall colors. Purples, yellows, oranges, and other colors can be found in its leaves.
There are enough different goldenrods (over a hundred it is said) which look enough alike to convince me that I don’t want to spend the rest of my life trying to identify them all, but some are quite easy to identify. One of the easiest is gray goldenrod (Solidago nemoralis). It’s one of the first to bloom and its flower heads always look like they have been in a strong wind that blew them over to one side of the stem.
There was a very strange beetle (I think) with a big nose on that goldenrod in the previous photo. I haven’t been able to identify it.
Our minds, as well as our bodies, have need of the out-of-doors. Our spirits, too, need simple things, elemental things, the sun and the wind and the rain, moonlight and starlight, sunrise and mist and mossy forest trails, the perfumes of dawn and the smell of fresh-turned earth and the ancient music of wind among the trees.~ Edwin Way Teale
Thanks for coming by.
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You have a very nice neighborhood, Allen…thank you for sharing it with us. 🙂
You’re welcome. It’s very woodsy!
Judging by the blackberry canes out here, I would say they do make a good fence!
I love that stand of Rudbeckia. I don’t see that here.
I know I always walk around them when I see them!
We have Rudbekias blooming just about everywhere now, but they usually take a back seat to the larger, showier flowers.
Wonderfully evocative quote!
What an ugly-looking beetle! I am sorry if it is an invasive newcomer. We call cattails, reed mace or bulrush and they have arrive quite recently in our pond. They are lovely looking but, as you know, they do have a tendency to take over!
Thank you Clare. I thought that was an ugly beetle too, with that strange “nose.”
Yes, we have muskrats and other animals here that eat cattail roots and keep them in check. Without them they would spread quickly. I’m not sure what you could do to control them, but there must be a way.
Unfortunately, I am sure the only way is to dig them out by hand. They arrived shortly after we hired a mechanical digger to clear the pond of willow and the seeds probably came in with the digger.
I’ve never dug them by hand but I would think it would be hard to do. You’ll have to find a young helper with a strong back!
Haha! That’s going to be difficult!
You’re lucky to have a pond like that in your neighborhood, wish we had something similar. Our Rudbeckias are only just starting to open now.
Amazing things happen around water, even small ponds.
I always learn something from your posts -usually the name of some lovely growing tidbit. I enjoy every one!
Thanks very much, I’m happy to hear that!
Do locals make blackberry jelly?
Yes, I’m sure they do, and I have a freind who makes wonderful strawberry short cakes but with blackberries instead of strawberries.
Lovely quotation, as always. And so true about our rainy spring and then the lack of rain now. However, for Maine, this is not unusual. When the world was new, and I was young, I remember this pattern of rainy springs and dry late summers.
Thank you Laurie. I don’t remember the wet / dry cycles from when I was younger, but maybe you had them and we didn’t. Or maybe I just don’t remember!
My father had a big garden, so weather was a big concern. Typically, in central Maine, it was extremely wet in June and dry in August.
Interesting. I hadn’t heard that. I don’t remember it being the same here .
Excellent!
On Wed, Aug 7, 2019, 4:13 AM New Hampshire Garden Solutions New Hampshire Garden Solutions posted: ” This past weekend was an > uncharacteristically busy one for me, with the car having to be looked at > and modems and routers to change, so I lost a lot of time to the busyness. > Because of that I decided to take a simple walk around the neighborhood. > This i” >
Thanks Ron!
This beetle is an oriental beetle and they eat everything—flowers and vegetables.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oriental_beetle
I always look forward to and enjoy your postings. Thank you for sharing your photography and knowledge of plants etc. I always really enjoy the quotes at the end. I have kept a list of my favorites
Thank you for the beetle identification Ann. I’m sorry to hear that they’re in the neighborhood!
‘The smell of fresh-turned earth’ I can smell it as I read the lines.
Thank you Susan. It’s a familiar and welcome smell here, especially in the spring.
I always enjoy the quotes you include in your posts.
Thank you Susan, I’m glad you do. I often spend considerable time on finding the “right” one.