in this random rambling thread we post random pictures

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If ever there was a group of people who would appreciate this article, it's you all. It is worth reading and thinking on

https://www.outsideonline.com/culture/essays-culture/spiders-fears-misconceptions/
Thanks for sharing this, 👍 a good read. I think my favorites are the tiny jumping spiders, that have blue or green, they always make me smile.
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It made me recall things I haven't thought about in a very long time. I've watched spiders, too. Used to gently play with Daddy Long Legs whenever we visited my Aunt, she had a decorative concrete block wall & at 3 yrs old, it was my favorite "playground" with spiders, beetles & adorable Roli Poli bugs.
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My Dad was quite the country boy, I take after him in many ways. We always rescued turtles, toads, frogs, lizards or any creature that was in the roadway in danger. Many turtles! They'd get into the roadway but due to curbs couldn't climb back off. I still stop to rescue turtles to this day.

At home, whenever my Mom yelled "There's a spider!" (she was a city raised child) I'd yell back "Don't kill it!!" & come running to the rescue. She thought I was rescuing her, I was really rescuing the spider. 😆 I'd scoop up the frightening intruder & gently relocate outside to the garden. Same with any creature or critter that scared Mom...insects, reptiles, basically anything that moved, except for butterflies.

My Dad, Aunt & Mom aren't on this side anymore, & oh, how I miss them. ❤️
 
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I think is the same kind of mushroom as this.
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As these age, they kind of "melt" upwards.
Had 2 odd ones in my yard this year...the one that looks like a brain
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And these in my mulch...little buggers look X-rated! I was embarrassed 😳 to have them in my yard so I got rid of them! 😆
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I can imagine the conversation...

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"If this is a greenhouse, where are the greens?"

"I told ya we should've flown south with the others. Right now, We could be sitting on the beach, sipping Pinacoladas & munching all the fresh greens we want!"

"Yeah Dude, why'd ya bring us here? I don't know what's worse, the menu or the service!"

"At least there's a view...Hey, there's Harvey rabbit, munching some greens!"

"Somebody better open this door! Let me out, I want those greens! Open this door Now! Where are those humans? Hey, Human waitress!!! Where is she?!"

"Told ya the service sucks."
 
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I have those puffballs all over under my spruce trees. Do yourself a favor and dig that thing up and get rid of it before it splits open and releases a billion spores.
I ran over one with the mower...it was a dark brown cloud, freaked me out, I put that mower in fast gear & didn't want to breathe that crap in. Following week I had a bunch of brains growing out there! I put a mask & gloves on, collected them all with a trash bag. One popped up recently...gotta get out there & get it, about the size of a baseball right now. They're so weird!!!
 
I can imagine the conversation...

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"If this is a greenhouse, where are the greens?"

"I told ya we should've flown south with the others. Right now, We could be sitting on the beach, sipping Pinacoladas & munching all the fresh greens we want!"

"Yeah Dude, why'd ya bring us here? I don't know what's worse, the menu or the service!"

"At least there's a view...Hey, there's Harvey rabbit, munching some greens!"

"Somebody better open this door! Let me out, I want those greens! Open this door Now! Where are those humans? Hey, Human waitress!!! Where is she?!"

"Told ya the service sucks."
At night, the temperature here drops to -14 C, so the grass has already stopped growing. And what was inside the greenhouse was either removed and thrown into the compost (tomato tops are poisonous), or eaten by ducks (but there was little edible grass).
Now going out into the street does not bode well - by the fall, foxes have become active, it comes to the point that they steal even small dogs. Therefore, my bird sits in greenhouses as if under siege, foxes cannot reach it, because there is a concrete perimeter, but sometimes they walk around. My dog drives them away, but they are cunning and try to come unnoticed.

During the day, while it is warm, when the temperature becomes negative during the day, I will cover everything here with hay. There, a warmed house is also attached to the side, in which the entire floor is covered with fallen leaves.

There is almost nowhere to find fresh grass, the maximum that can be found is shabby, frozen nettles.
 
I ran over one with the mower...it was a dark brown cloud, freaked me out, I put that mower in fast gear & didn't want to breathe that crap in. Following week I had a bunch of brains growing out there! I put a mask & gloves on, collected them all with a trash bag. One popped up recently...gotta get out there & get it, about the size of a baseball right now. They're so weird!!!
During the war, crop failure or natural disasters, these mushrooms were eaten here. According to the local recipe, they need to be collected young, boiled for 15 minutes in boiling water, then pour out this water and pour new water, then cook for another hour, and then fry in oil with onions in a pan. I once tried it out of curiosity - I must admit, they are somehow tasteless. I can eat it, but it doesn't taste good.
This is about Russian. I haven’t tried those mushrooms that grow with you and I don’t advise taking risks)))
There is a story about a thin pig (this is the name of the mushroom), in Russia it is customary to eat it, and in Europe this same mushroom is highly poisonous and one famous mycologist died from it (according to rumors), who decided to try to eat it. I don't know why, maybe it has something to do with ecology or climate.
 
At night, the temperature here drops to -14 C, so the grass has already stopped growing. And what was inside the greenhouse was either removed and thrown into the compost (tomato tops are poisonous), or eaten by ducks (but there was little edible grass).
Now going out into the street does not bode well - by the fall, foxes have become active, it comes to the point that they steal even small dogs. Therefore, my bird sits in greenhouses as if under siege, foxes cannot reach it, because there is a concrete perimeter, but sometimes they walk around. My dog drives them away, but they are cunning and try to come unnoticed.

During the day, while it is warm, when the temperature becomes negative during the day, I will cover everything here with hay. There, a warmed house is also attached to the side, in which the entire floor is covered with fallen leaves.

There is almost nowhere to find fresh grass, the maximum that can be found is shabby, frozen nettles.
That greenhouse is huge & awesome! 👌 cozy & safe accommodations. Good idea!

I was just making humor, was cute how 1 is gazing out of the window, & my caption humor started creating. Hope you don't mind. They're gorgeous birds!
I'd love a greenhouse here, it gets very cold Jan, Feb & March & we can get 2 to 3 feet of snow with 6 foot drifts . I've got stuff to make one, glass & plexiglass...gonna put my sweetheart to work. 😆
 
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