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Common Arrowhead
Common Arrowhead (Sagittaria latifolia) is doing very well this year around the ponds at Audubon as well as in other wet places I drive by. It’s a pretty, white, 3-petaled flower with arrow-shaped...
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Pawpaws
Earlier this summer, Sarah got very excited when she noticed that the Pawpaw tree had fruits. She has been waiting for months for them to ripen. In the 10 years I have worked at Audubon, I don’t...
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Teeth You Can Eat
I just love it when the experts say that something is widespread and common, yet I have just encountered it for the first time in my half-century-plus lifetime. Such is the case with a couple of fungi...
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So Many Species!
The year I got my Canon Rebel XT, I also got several days of vacation in September. I decided I would teach myself to identify all the goldenrods and asters that grow in our region. Ha ha ha… It was a...
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An Escape…
Sometimes when the world is weighing down heavily on your shoulders, the only thing that helps is a little escape… a chance to walk, explore, breathe crisp Autumn air. A chance to surround yourself...
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Wolf Run Road
There was a time when you could drive Wolf Run Road to the place where the Finger Lakes Trail crosses it. Not any more. You can drive to the bridge which is now closed. So we did. And then we walked....
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Uncle Rick’s Maple Sugar Shack
Starting Saturday afternoon and lasting through Tuesday evening, I took a bit of time all for me. I planned to do only things that would make me happy and to worry about no one else. Stop number one...
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Way Down Yonder in the Pawpaw Patch
The Ted Grisez Arboretum at Jamestown Audubon has a Pawpaw Patch! I’ve written about it before – the year I learned what a Pawpaw is and actually tasted one. Yesterday I took a stroll through the...
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Oxeye Daisy
He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. As children, we used the Oxeye Daisy as a predictor of true love. As each “petal” was plucked we would chant hoping that the very last would...
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