Sunday, June 22, 2014
Inspired by the Flatbush Gardener
Today was a busy day. First, I spent some morning time searching for pollinators in my own garden and I found a bunch--photos below! Some I recognized, like the earwig (third photo), others are a complete mystery to me. I plan on trying to identify them later this week.
Saturday, June 21, 2014
The Flatbush Gardener
| Sweat Bee on Black-Eyed Susas (Halictus ligatus) |
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| We dissected a Day Lily to see the male and female parts. |
| This is a pink variety of Evening Primose, which is usually yellow |
To garden is to be an optimist, to believe in tomorrow. While there may be some immediate satisfaction in a garden, for example, the siting of a hummingbird moth or a praying mantis, so much of gardening requires patience and waiting to see what blooms and how it fits into the garden as a whole. And contrary to the belief of some, gardening isn't just a solitary passion. I was reminded of this today when a gardener named Chris, who calls himself the Flatbush Gardener, opened his garden up to a bunch of strangers who, like him, just love gardening.
| Chris giving his tour |
| Zebra Spider (Salticus scenicus) |
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
IN MEMORY OF REX
It is with great sadness to say that my beloved turtle, Rex, died this morning. His age was unknown, but he was at least 10 years old, maybe as old as 20. Rex had been acting lethargic the last few days and wasn't eating much. I was worried about him, so I kept checking on him throughout the day. When I got to school this morning, he looked fine from a distance, but on closer inspection, and then with a gentle nudge to the shell, I realized he was just floating, not swimming. He was dead.
I reacted emotionally, not just with tears, but with audible grieving. It may seem odd to mourn an amphibian this way, but Rex was special. I got Rex eight years ago, when I first became a teacher. My first job was at P.S. 38 in Brooklyn. An anonymous donor sent Rex to me through Donorschoose.org. He arrived at the school in a box through the mail! I remember picking him up at the school office, along with three other large turtles. (I gave two away and one ran away in my yard; but Rex was always by my side). Rex was named through a contest I held at P.S. 38. Students suggested various names and then voted on their favorite.
Of course, Rex came with me when I got a job at P.S. 230, and has been with me for the seven years I've been teaching at P.S. 230. He wasn't the friendliest turtle sometimes. He actually bit a student and wasn't welcoming to other turtles I tried keeping in his tank. He probably had his reasons, but I don't know what they are other than that he is simply a territorial male turtle who defends himself when he thinks he has to.
When school was out for the summer, Rex always came home with me, although he did spend one summer in the school basement, where Matt, the custodian, took care of him. Other people also watched Rex when I went on vacation, but as soon as I got back, Rex came home to me.
I was going to clean out Rex's tank on Friday and bring him home again, but this won't happen now. Perhaps Rex's death is closure for me as I leave P.S. 230 for new challenges at another Brooklyn school. I will miss watching Rex just swimming around being a turtle or eating the occasional goldfish I'd throw in his tank to be reminded of the food chain. I will miss him basking beneath his turtle light and staring out at students as they took the New York State science test. I will miss the simple hum of his tank filter and the fishy smell of his pelleted food. Most of all, I will just miss Rex.
I reacted emotionally, not just with tears, but with audible grieving. It may seem odd to mourn an amphibian this way, but Rex was special. I got Rex eight years ago, when I first became a teacher. My first job was at P.S. 38 in Brooklyn. An anonymous donor sent Rex to me through Donorschoose.org. He arrived at the school in a box through the mail! I remember picking him up at the school office, along with three other large turtles. (I gave two away and one ran away in my yard; but Rex was always by my side). Rex was named through a contest I held at P.S. 38. Students suggested various names and then voted on their favorite.
Of course, Rex came with me when I got a job at P.S. 230, and has been with me for the seven years I've been teaching at P.S. 230. He wasn't the friendliest turtle sometimes. He actually bit a student and wasn't welcoming to other turtles I tried keeping in his tank. He probably had his reasons, but I don't know what they are other than that he is simply a territorial male turtle who defends himself when he thinks he has to.
When school was out for the summer, Rex always came home with me, although he did spend one summer in the school basement, where Matt, the custodian, took care of him. Other people also watched Rex when I went on vacation, but as soon as I got back, Rex came home to me.
I was going to clean out Rex's tank on Friday and bring him home again, but this won't happen now. Perhaps Rex's death is closure for me as I leave P.S. 230 for new challenges at another Brooklyn school. I will miss watching Rex just swimming around being a turtle or eating the occasional goldfish I'd throw in his tank to be reminded of the food chain. I will miss him basking beneath his turtle light and staring out at students as they took the New York State science test. I will miss the simple hum of his tank filter and the fishy smell of his pelleted food. Most of all, I will just miss Rex.
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
VISIT TO BROOKLYN GRANGE AT THE BROOKLYN NAVY YARD
| Arriving at the farm |
The farm also has an apiary, which is another word for bee hives. The honey made by the bees is also sold by the farm. Fresh Brooklyn honey!
| The colorful boxes in the background house the bees |
| There are rows and rows of vegetables, especially all kinds of salad mixes |
| The farm overlooks the waterfront. After all, this used to be the Brooklyn Navy Yard. |
| Our tour guide, Nicki, was quite knowledgeable |
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| Sarah and Maddy sharing their worms |
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| Tasfiya seems to like her worm |
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| Fatima is protecting her worm from the sun |
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| Sanjida shows off her worm for the camera |
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| Hasib checking out Tasifya's new friend |
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| Robayah wants in on the worm fun |

Nicki then took everyone over to the farm's chicken coop. Here she
explained that egg colors vary...blue, brown, beige white...and that is
because of the color of the hen's earlobes. I never even thought about
chicken's having earlobes!| Estrella has a question for Nicki |
Students also got to taste some lemony sorrel and spicy arugula and smelled licorice-scented anise and refreshing mint!
| Yes, that's the Empire State Building in the background. I bet no Iowa farm can top this backdrop! |
The farm was amazing and so large. And this isn't the only farm run by Brooklyn Grange. Their flagship farm is in Long Island City, Queens, where they host free open houses on the weekend.
Click here for more information.
Friday, May 30, 2014
NEW CAM - LIVE FROM AFRICA!
I can't believe that I am watching LIVE some elephants drinking from a river in Kenya! It's almost like being on safari. It's pretty amazing. And there are three cams to choose from: the aforementioned African River Cam, the Animal Lookout Cam, and the Watering Hole Cam.
This site has even more cams to explore, including grey seals on Seal Island, Maine
This site has even more cams to explore, including grey seals on Seal Island, Maine
Monday, May 26, 2014
Saturday, May 17, 2014
Kind of Crazy!
Blue Jays are a common sight around Brooklyn. But a blue jay eating a baby bird? Well, that's another story. While blue jays may eat bird eggs and nestlings, they most often go for acorns, nuts, seeds and insects, according to the Cornell Lab of Ornithology. But today, in front of PS 230, a blue jay swooped down and snatched a nestling.
According to custodian Matthew Farrell, who saw the whole thing, a man had found a baby bird and was tucking it safely in a corner when out of the blue came the jay and scooped that baby bird right up! He tried to get a photo, but it all happened so fast!
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| Blue Jays often eat nuts, but they are omnivores! |
According to custodian Matthew Farrell, who saw the whole thing, a man had found a baby bird and was tucking it safely in a corner when out of the blue came the jay and scooped that baby bird right up! He tried to get a photo, but it all happened so fast!
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