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Stinging Nettles (Urtica dioica)
Stinging nettles (Urtica dioica), have serrate leaves resembling mint, arranged opposite on a square stem. Nettles can grow well over 6 feet tall. They are common along streams and rivers and damp, fertile ground throughout the United States. Probably the most...
The Nettles Are Pushing Up.
I collected some stinging nettles down along Indian Creek today. Might try making some soup later. Still no sign of Verpa or morels yet. After I was done foraging, Mike and I went up the Oklahoma Road to see if there had been flooding where my snow camp...
“Snow” Camp 2022
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February Hike With Amy, Dave & Kel
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Throwback Thursday -Tipi Fiji Java
Thad and I decided to roll and smoke one last joint on the library lawn before going in. I don’t know why we thought that was a good idea; probably because we were stoned. We hadn’t quite finished smoking the doobie when we found ourselves surrounded by Hood...
Good Morning
6/14/26 5:30 53F (11.6C) A faint breeze ripples the leaves of a birch then fades away. A jet cracks the morning quiet, rumbling through a filigree of clouds stretched across blue sky. It disappears to the west, leaving no trace of its passage, not even a...
Good Morning
6/13/26 7:00 53F (11.6C) The sun is up, the sky is clear and blue. There is no wind. It is a relatively quiet Saturday morning. A plane drones by. The dog pauses his barking. The chatter of birds singing, squawking, and chirping fills that empty space. Good...
Good Morning
6/12/26 6:00 50F (10C) Clear sky, no wind. Another beautiful blue sky day. The dog is baying at the neighbors and a cherry cannon is booming somewhere over by Middle Mountain. I am drinking ice tea this morning. The power winked off at 5:59. Not...
Good Morning
6/11/26 6:00 44F (6.66C) The sky is as blue as a robin's egg. Not a breath of wind stirs the sun dappled leaves on the maple. A squadron of jays patrol my airspace while Walter Dawg guards the perimeter. The corn has grown three inches since yesterday....
Good Morning
6/10/26 6:30 51F (10.5C) A faint breeze sways the willows and birch. The sun is up in a blue sky bordered by clouds. I watch a jay chase a squirrel through the oak canopy. Walter has joined the canine gossip, barking his contributions from the fence...
