Again - click for better detail. It's just prettier that way.
Tiger swallowtail
Lace-n-daisies
Poplar leaves and sky
Rust lesions on leaf (this is what happens when you don't use pesticides. you will see this theme repeated throughout this post; what I mean to say is: you cannot sustain a global population sans pesticides. no, you can't, and don't even try to argue with me. not with our current means, anyway.) (Rust = cedar-apple rust, Gymnosporangium juniperi-virginianae)
Apple with rust; apple with scab in the background.
Apple with scab (scab = Venturia inaequalis).
North 40 with sticky traps
Goldenrod!
Daisy fleabane, which I cut down today with the weed whacker. Sigh.
And more.
Summer skies, north 40.
And again.
Lace-n-daisies
Poplar leaves and sky
Rust lesions on leaf (this is what happens when you don't use pesticides. you will see this theme repeated throughout this post; what I mean to say is: you cannot sustain a global population sans pesticides. no, you can't, and don't even try to argue with me. not with our current means, anyway.) (Rust = cedar-apple rust, Gymnosporangium juniperi-virginianae)
Apple with rust; apple with scab in the background.
Apple with scab (scab = Venturia inaequalis).
North 40 with sticky traps
Goldenrod!
Daisy fleabane, which I cut down today with the weed whacker. Sigh.
And more.
Summer skies, north 40.
And again.
And another rusty apple! Looks tasty, no? No. No it doesn't.
Bebe poplar.
Fire blight lesion (Erwinia amylovora)
And again.
An exciting shot of the garage, with my beloved Gator in the fore. And that's my lawn tractor there in the back too! "Mine," I mean. I have never learned how to drive the ATV that's behind the mower.
Bebe poplar.
Fire blight lesion (Erwinia amylovora)
And again.
An exciting shot of the garage, with my beloved Gator in the fore. And that's my lawn tractor there in the back too! "Mine," I mean. I have never learned how to drive the ATV that's behind the mower.
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Hi! At some point, I might actually write something. Meanwhile, though - pictures. I know there are people looking at them (even when they refuse to comment. ahem.), and I'm happy to have them simply for myself. I love my job, and it will be over all too soon.
On that note... ta, until the morrow.