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America’s Voice Flew Through My Back Door

November 4th, 2012

Nearly on the eve of  Election 2012, one of the biggest decisions Americans can make, America’s voice flew in my back door. Here’s what happened…

We had an unexpected guest this morning at our b&b in Albuquerque. I had never seen this particular guest previously, that I can remember. It came in via the back door near 10am, making quite a bit of noise in a panic, and then quietly settled in on the windowsill of the loft bedroom on the south side of the house.

I have a bird net from my days of aviaries and Wildlife Rescue, and, (rejoice), I knew exactly where it was. This bird wasn’t injured, and was so docile I could have used my bare hands to catch it. I used the net anyway in case of a panic. They rarely hurt themselves when using a proper bird net.Hermit Thrush

At first, viewing this visitor from across the room I thought it to be a female House Sparrow or a common House Finch, but much to my surprise it was a species new to me, (not the world’s most knowledgeable or well traveled birder), a Hermit Thrush! Bueno! A new bird to add to my life list this year along with the Indigo Bunting I saw a month or so back.

I’m lucky to have an irrigation ditch 50 feet to the south, and a wonderful wooded lot between our house and the neighbor to the east. The east lot is full of fruit trees; apples, mulberries, cherries, plums and apricots, as well as a cottonwood, some elms, a blue spruce, pyracantha, a few 40 year old rogue fragrant rose bushes, and a whole lot of wildlife. This is prime real estate for birds, and is only 2 miles from the Rio Grande and its bosque. Wildlife galore, smack in the middle of the city.

Hermit Thrush close upI didn’t know what kind of bird it was when I caught it, but I knew it wasn’t a sparrow or finch due to the longer legs and longer, narrower beak. I snapped a few photos and took a long look before releasing this cutie, and then looked it up in my three different bird books before feeling confident enough to say…yup – that is definitely a Hermit Thrush – without a bit of doubt. Now – the voice of America part of it all…

While further researching the Hermit Thrush this evening, I found something to make me feel I was having a WooHoo moment. I found that Walt Whitman, in his elegy for Lincoln, When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom’d, depicts the Hermit Thrush, a solitary creature, as one of three reoccurring symbols in this poem. The thrush is the soulful voice reacting to Lincoln’s untimely death and passing. Some scholars refer to role of the thrush in this literary work as the voice of America reacting to Lincoln’s assassination. I saw it as the voice of Whitman – his reflection of all Americans, each lamenting Lincoln’s death in their own introspective solitude, and with a solidarity befitting the death of such a powerful and visionary leader. The Thrush was definitely them. Their mournful voice singing out in the swamp of America’s post-war political unrest.

Walt Whitman 1860I had never read this poem, or any other elegy for that matter, and when I found this poem and read it, I was really moved. What a poetic voice and visual it is.  What a masterful convergence of words, and emotion. Whitman was fervent admirer of Lincoln and was deeply saddened at his murder, as is evident in this poem as well as his most famous writing, O Captain! My Captain!, also about the death of Lincoln. A new Spielberg movie about Abraham Lincoln is opening soon, a week or so after the election. I hope Spielberg uses this poem and Hermit Thrush visual in the film. It would be perfect.

All together, the omnipresent political unrest in America, its Presidential Election in a few days, and the upcoming Spielberg film about Lincoln made the Hermit Thrush flying in our back door seem very timely to me. My WooHoo moment, so to speak.

The bird pics are a little fuzzy, but hey, I wasn’t going to make this little guy wait for me to get the best shot possible. I had to set America’s voice free!

Constantly learning new things in Albuquerque!
Sarah Dolk, Adobe Nido Bed & Breakfast
Expert on Destination Albuquerque and Central New Mexico!

 

Last Year’s Christmas Poinsettia – It IS Alive!

October 27th, 2012

My Poinsettias from last Christmas are making a comeback. I really can’t take much credit. I’ve tried to keep them alive in the past without much success. This year was a whole ‘nutha thang, and I’m no longer a poinsettia murderer. My hope is that we will have red poinsettias for Christmas this year at our bed and breakfast in Albuquerque, without buying new ones. It could happen! Here is the story…

Poinsettia turning redBecause this all happened by accident, I thought I’d share my fortuitous story with you all to give you all some hope for this usually ill fated Christmas plant. I bought the poinsettias a week or so before last Christmas at Lowe’s. I really looked around for some healthy, thick foliage plants that would last well through the winter. I must have hit Lowe’s at just the right time, because a new shipment had just arrived. Now…this is very important – when hunting for poinsettias, don’t feel sorry for a sad looking plant, because even though they are easily revived with a good soaking, you will still loose a lot of leaves. Sad looking Poinsettias make for less of a holiday feeling around your house, so save your “rescue mode” for the spring when they will really need you. Also, don’t pick a plant that is light as a feather because it has been stressed and probably has been dry long enough to start dropping leaves before you get it to the car. That’s the extent of my poinsettia expertise. The rest just happened.

During the winter months keep the poinsettia’s soil moist, but not soaking. They like sun, but we just kept ours in a very bright room and didn’t really give them much full sun until well into mid January. And there they sat in a sunny south facing window until spring.

Close up of poinsettia plant turning redLike many plants indoors at our house in the winter, they got dry and unhappy. Our dry Albuquerque climate, coupled with the heat being on through the winter until mid April or a little longer, sucks any minute amount of moisture out of everything like my grandson sucks the sweet off a lollipop. Many of our houseplants get awfully sad. The poinsettias are the most affected being tropical plants, and by the beginning of May I really wanted to throw them in the trash. They weren’t dead, but in the words of Miracle Max they certainly were “mostly dead”. I couldn’t bring myself to be the executioner, so I just stuck them out in the back yard on a bench in the shade, figuring that would finish them off. They could die a slow death on their own, out of view and my conscience would be clear. No regrets. Wrong. My husband watered them, thinking I was trying to keep them alive,ecause they still did have a few leaves left on them. Suddenly, within two weeks new leaves started to sprout along the stems. (Insert Hallelujah Chorus here.)

The tips were dried out so I cut them back and also trimmed off the stems down to where the new growth had begun to sprout. I then moved them to a table that got early morning sun, more and more each day as the sun moved north, and gave them some Miracle Grow top feeding pellet fertilizer. By mid June they were actually quite attractive plants and I gave them a place that also offered some late afternoon sun in addition to the morning dose they were happy with. I re-potted them in July, because they had already reached the size they were when I brought them home, and fertilized again. I was letting them dry out between deep watering, which in the Albuquerque Summer means they were getting watered twice a week. It should also be mentioned that they were semi-protected under the roof of my potting shed and never got rained on or terribly wind blown.

Two poinsettia plantsFor August and September they were moved to a shelf on the north side of the tool shed, and still got really good morning sun. Maybe the cement Celtic cross and cherubim hanging on the wall above them helped. It sure didn’t hurt. I kept them on the same watering schedule until late September when they were barely getting any full sun, and then only watered once in a while when the soil looked dry and the pots felt lighter.

Now it’s the end of October. The nights have been very cold, but not freezing. Frost is eminent this week, so we brought them inside. One of them is fuller and darker green than the other. Both have very red stems and red veins in the leaves, but the lighter green one has top leaves that are tuning red and I’m watching closely for the tiny flower buds to form in the center of the red leaves. They’ve been moved to a part of the house that has exposure to full sun for a few hours, is in bright light the rest of the day, and is darkest for the longest number of hours each night. They supposedly need at least 10 hours of total darkness in a 24 hour time period to bloom out. We’ll be sure to keep lights out from 9pm until the sun comes up, and hope for the best. I’ll let you all know what happens. More results to come…

Trying to grow things in Albuquerque!
Sarah Dolk, Adobe Nido Bed & Breakfast
Expert on Destination Albuquerque and Central New Mexico!

 

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