
Beautiful green of the creek in the ravine
Shhh….there’s no dogs around today, are there? Since they’re back at home, I’ll tell you about what we saw in the ravine yesterday. First of all, I LOVE this ravine. It’s such a special place. It looks like a green wide expansive park through which flows a beautiful moving stream. In mid-summer, it often almost dries up. Right now, after all this rain, it’s a roaring little river with mini-waterfalls.

Fascinating inner circle of Fern
Tall ferns grow majestically here. So do giant mosquitoes. Here’s the secret to walking in the woods at this time of year: Walk. You’re safe if you’re walking. If you stop to, say, scratch, or take a photo, or pet a dog, you’re in trouble. The mosquitoes dive-bomb in with their radar-like accuracy for a blood-feast. Just keep walking at a steady pace, and they generally stay at bay.
Across the road from the ravine grows a massive thimbleberry patch. About four or five years ago the blossoms multiplied beyond imagination and grew fat red berries. Enough to make jam. Imagine that! It takes so many thimbleberries to cook up jam that you need an active patch. I became blissed-out picking maybe two or three quarts of lovely berries, lost in thimbleberry plants which grew over the head. Do you think these plants will produce much this year?

Hmmm...doesn't look like too many blossoms in the patch, does it?
I promised you a slug photo, right? The picture of the tentacled fellow still isn’t ideal, but it shows you the creatures which have appeared all over the woods in the aftermath of the days of rain. There are slugs on the trees, slugs on the plants, slugs on the wildflowers, slugs on the car…well, you get the idea. This slug was crossing the road yesterday, aiming for the other side. Hope no crazed driver (like myself, trying to get the dog home yesterday) ran it over.

Slug

Very odd ant hills
Perhaps some naturalists can share with us why the ants suddenly began constructing skyscrapers. Instead of their usual ground-level rounded hill condominiums. It probably had something to do with the rain. This morning, upon going outside, I noticed dozens of upward-built ant hills. Perhaps, sodden by the many days of rain, they determined to save the queen by building upward. (In a sudden moment of absolute memory loss, I googled “Do ants have queens?” and learned that, yes, of course, indeed they do. They also don’t have lungs. Want to read more about ants? Try this website.)
Today’s outdoor activity consisted of a) a ten minute wander outside this morning, b) a lovely chat on the telephone on the deck for a half hour with an friend from gaia.com. His name is Ben and we’ve never chatted before. He was also sitting outside on his deck. Very satisfying. And c) unloading the truck and stacking the wood in the wood pile this evening.
But in between my friends, Jan and Joanne, and I enjoyed a thoroughly lovely tea party! Yes! I know it’s not an outdoor adventure, but we did have to open the door and walk outside to get to our car in order to drive up to Houghton. We went to the Four Seasons Tea Shop and experienced the most delicious tea, salads, croissants, wraps, soups and sweets. Oh luscious. We all ordered something different and divvied up the food into thirds so we could all sample each of the offerings. We’ve been trying to arrange this trip for more than a year. Thank goodness it worked out today!

Jan, Joanne and Kathy with their little fingers up in the air like proper tea drinkers

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July 4, 2009 at 6:52 am
Emma
Your tea party looks fun.
I’ve never heard of thimbleberries before!
July 4, 2009 at 7:43 am
centria
Oh Emma you should try thimbleberry jam! It’s very expensive (oh so expensive) but you can develop quite a taste for it. It has fine seeds. Glad I included the indoor tea party. It was fun. You would have had a grand glorious time as well.
July 4, 2009 at 7:09 am
Cindy Lou
Lovely, lovely tea party….JoAnn M. and I have always talked about going there but never have! And your hats, ladies….ahh, they’re so you!
July 4, 2009 at 7:47 am
centria
Cindy, yes, you must go. Call JoAnn and maybe you and Jen could go this week. Don’t know about Kenzie… You get to choose your hats. They sit on the wall held up by bent forks and spoons. We all skipped lunch and then went about 2 p.m. We each ordered a different pot of tea then either a salad, croissant or wrap plus a cup of soup. Then we ordered the three-tiered layers of sandwiches (tiny red, white and blue colored sandwiches. kinda strange) and scones with lemon curd and clotted cream, and tiny cookies and bars. Then we all split everything three ways. Even the bill at the end.
July 4, 2009 at 7:56 am
flandrumhill
Cindy Lou! You’re back!
Well Kathy, after posting today I thought I’d trot over to see what you posted last night… and of course you have a slug photo. Why does this not surprise me.
As for the ants building skyscrapers… I’m not sure but do you think they might do this as they tunnel deeper into the ground to avoid the water soaked layers of soil? The deeper they dig, the higher the dirt piles up on the surface.
When I was a child my mom and grandmother always made pink and green colored tiered sandwiches for us to enjoy on Christmas morning as we opened our presents. Teas are so civilized aren’t they?
July 4, 2009 at 12:17 pm
centria
Ha ha, it’s so fun responding after each post rather than in one huge long “comment essay”. Isn’t it lovely to have Cindy Lou back? You know, we are so in synch. Now we’re even in synch about slugs. What in the world will be next? I think your explanation of the ant-skyscrapers sounds very plausible.
Ah yes, civilized teas. It was so nice to eat slowly yesterday and enjoy every bite. What a fun tradition for Christmas morning. Did they buy the bread that way or color it themselves?
July 4, 2009 at 9:29 am
Gerry
Thimbleberry . . . Emma, think of the sweetest birdsong you ever heard. The nectar of the first spring wildflowers. The scent of earth quickening after a long winter. The cool, clear lapping of Lake Superior on a calm summer day. The play of light and shadow at the edge of the forest. Imagine the tender secrets whispered in your ear by a toddler. That is thimbleberry jam.
July 4, 2009 at 12:19 pm
centria
Oh, Gerry. Ours hearts are pitter-pattering over your description of the noble thimbleberry. Pure poetry. Perhaps we should pay more than $10 or $11 for a half-pint?
P.S. Darn cool hats.
July 4, 2009 at 9:29 am
Gerry
The hats are cool too.
July 4, 2009 at 11:31 am
Cindy Lou
What a wondermous description of thimbleberries, Gerry! My husband and sister-in-law are berry nuts so I get to pick lots of them and then she makes the jam….good deal for me!
July 4, 2009 at 12:20 pm
centria
Can I have a sister-in-law with a deal like that? Do you think she’d adopt me? You’re so lucky!