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adhdaxolotl · 1 month
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This is a weird native plant appreciation post tell me your favorite weird plants in you area I’ll start
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This is pickleweed!!! It’s vital to salt marshes because it can take in salt water. Those red tips are where they put the salt they separate out and they get redder until they fall off (or you can eat them for a Salty Snack, hence the name) and the fresh water is kept in the main stems.
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foragingincanadamb · 2 years
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Pickleweed
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Find:marshs, bays with ocean water.
Description:Each plant consists of round, branching stems that are divided by joints into individual segments. The leaves and flowers are so tiny that you will probably never notice them.
Edible parts and uses:plant is edible raw or when cooked.top-half of stems can be harvested, allowing the bottom to grow a new shoot.plant is best when gathered before flowering.
Precautions:no side effects.
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thebotanicalarcade · 8 months
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Pickleweed. From the marshland beneath this building.
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emperornorton47 · 8 months
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The Slough
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aethercoffee · 9 months
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A bustling morning at Swamp Village.
I'm hoping to get more spare time next weekend to give a Village tour.
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shilohsylvanian · 2 months
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another double birthday <3
Abigail Bramble (Pickleweed) and Barbara Polaris
credit SSK
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blobfishious · 1 year
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I have to take down my Calico Critters collection because my sibling is coming home from college for the summer and evicting them- so here’s some pictures of my setup!!!
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friendshipgun · 10 months
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yo i got a random ass question! (if it's not spoilers) what were you researching about blue crabs for?
it's not technically spoilers since the last chapter (sunshine ch6) but i guess minor spoilers for anyone who hasn't gotten that far yet? like literally the smallest of spoilers but: it's bc i can't just go halfway with anything and since i was going to be mentioning a salt marsh i had to do salt marsh research. this ended up with me watching this very charming video of this guy being informative about salt marshes, with my favorite part being a tie between him eating pickleweed even after explicitly saying he hates it (7:47) and him casually tossing a blue crab back into the water (19:50).
anyway all this to say i mostly ended up researching/learning about blue crabs incidentally lol.
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Don’t bother them when they’re spaceshipping.
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wingedjewels · 1 year
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Wigeon by Veit Via Flickr: An American Wigeon in our local marsh
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arroyoknife · 10 months
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Pickleweed. Soil and rainfall analysis. Foldout on plant communities and elevation.
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butchbento · 19 days
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I didn't make a bento today, because my cat is sick and my executive function is absolutely shot, but Google Photo Memories just served me up this bento from a long time ago, and I think it's kinda pretty, if a bit bizarre. Cod roe deviled eggs with thyme! Physalis! Pickleweed! Herb butter! Licorice allsorts! Those huge green Cerignola olives! I'm not sure what-all else is in there, but dang, my hobby used to be buying weird produce, and I have to admit I kind of miss it.
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kayfabebabe · 1 year
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Only in Dreams
Kane’s mind can be a dangerous place, even when he’s asleep.  This chapter was born, simply, from the Human having a terrifying nightmare and spending hours watching comfort matches to settle again. 
Kane X Female Reader  WARNING - Angst. Nightmares. Comfort/Fluff. Everything in italics is happening in Kane’s dream. 
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“Boys! Dinner’s ready!” 
Even in the farthest corner of the property, beyond the trees in the dried-up river bed, the boys could hear their Mother calling for them. It was barely dusk with the heat of the day easing into a cool night and shadows beginning to grow longer. Both of the brothers stalled, far too enraptured by a small lizard frantically scuttering over the rocks. They had spent the entirety of the day exploring the very edges of their family’s land in hopes of discovering a secret treasure for themselves. The only things that they found were a few old bottle caps, some interestingly shaped-rocks and patches of Pickleweed. 
“Mother will want us to wash up.” 
“One moment, Little Brother…” 
The taller of the boys speaks over his shoulder whilst slowly creeping towards the lizard. He was determined that he was going to catch, at least, one thing before heading home. As the youngest watched patiently, the trees seemed to inch closer and the sky darkened too quickly. 
No.
That wasn’t supposed to happen. The sweetened breeze of a Summer day was gone and the forest grew still around the smaller boy. Silent and suffocating. He turns to hurry the elder brother in his ridiculous venture, but he wasn’t there.  
“Brother?” 
The sharp ‘snap’ of a twig behind the boy catches his attention and, when he looks in that direction, any breath in his lungs is stolen. Men in long, white coats. They loom as tall as the trees, menacing spectres of a life that he is yet to live. Lost without the guiding hand of his older brother, the boy runs in hopes of distancing himself from the men. They followed. No matter how hard he pushed himself forward, the men were never far behind and they were slowly getting closer. 
“Brother!”
“Kane!” 
“Kane… Kane.”
Everything came back into sharp focus at once; starched covers bunched at his feet, the warm glow of a bedside lamp and gentle hands holding onto his shoulders. The corrupted memory fades into a distant echo and Kane can, finally, see you knelt in front of him. With your hair unkempt and oversized shirt threatening to fall from your leaner frame, you’re a true sight to behold. A refuge.
“You’re safe, Big Guy. I’ve got you…” 
Kane crumbles, hiding his face to the crook of your neck whilst his arms wind around your waist almost too tightly. Even hidden behind the mask, you knew his eyes were damp with tears and you could hear the harsh rasp of his breathing. Kane had, unfortunately, lost count of the number of his nightmares that you’d witnessed. They were so frequent that he was adamant that you’d grow frustrated with the aftermath of them and his constant need for comfort. But you never did. No level of exhaustion deterred you from staying awake until you were sure Kane was settled again. 
Minutes passed before Kane allowed the pair of you to lay down, clinging to your side as if you would slip through his fingers when he let go. The room was silent aside from the soft promises of safety that you whispered into the top of your boyfriend’s head. Your quiet words felt like a wave of cool water over burning embers. Soothing and relieving. All of the ghosts that relentlessly haunted Kane’s mind were gone. There were no longer men in white coats chasing after him and Kane knew - or, at least, he had some idea - where his older brother resided. 
For now, Kane could rest. 
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hiimlesphotos · 11 months
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Pickleweed Walk
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aethercoffee · 9 months
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Tiny bee button makes a good brooch.
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shilohsylvanian · 1 year
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Hedgehog mother Eleanor Bramble
*also known as Pickleweed Hedegehogs in US Source
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