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vandaliatraveler · 10 months
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Walk with me: Visit to a high-elevation red spruce forest. The red spruce (Picea rubens) forest on top of Red Spruce Knob, the ninth highest peak in West Virginia, provides a bittersweet glimpse back in time to the primeval beauty and solitude of such places prior to the arrival of the logging companies in the mid-Nineteenth to early Twentieth centuries. The loggers stripped the mountains bare and set in motion the massive wildfires that burned away everything, including the soil itself, down to solid bedrock. Almost a century later, the forest is regenerating and in some places, such as Red Spruce Knob, has regained the richness and vitality of a healthy boreal ecosystem.
From top: a view of Red Spruce Knob, in the far distance, from the Highland Scenic Highway overlook; Canada mayflower (Maianthemum canadense), a ubiquitous understory component of the forest, along with mountain woodsorrel, yellow clintonia (a.k.a. blue-bead lily), hobblebush viburnum, Indian cucumber, green false hellebore, and various mosses and ferns; yellow clintonia (Clintonia borealis) in bloom; pink lady's slipper (Cypripedium acaule); green false hellebore (Veratrum viride) on eastern hay-scented fern (Dennstaedtia punctilobula); and mountain woodsorrel (Oxalis montana).
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geopsych · 1 year
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Canada mayflower, Maianthemum canadense.
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thebotanicalarcade · 1 year
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Ohio Spring Wildflower Field Guide
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jackofallartforms · 11 months
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Another lily of the valley lino print ✨
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ambermaitrejean · 3 months
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Canada Jay. Mayflower Gulch. Leadville, Colorado. Photo by Amber Maitrejean 
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ltwilliammowett · 1 year
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The Hector
In early July 1773, the fluyt Hector sailed from Lochbroom, Scotland bound for Pictou in Nova Scotia. On board the Hector were nearly two hundred men, women and children. By all accounts, The Hector was not in the best shape. It had already seen twenty years’ service as a cargo vessel.
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The Hector replica (x)
As the Hector approached the coast of Newfoundland, a fierce storm blow the ship far off course. It took two weeks to regain the ship’s previous position.
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Today, it is estimated that there are more than one hundred and forty thousand descendants of the ‘Hector Scots’ living in Canada and the United States. In 1990, the Pictou Waterfront Development Corporation began the construction of a life size replica of the Hector. The ship is now moored in Pictou Harbour.
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Due to the fact that the replica was 30 years old, it had to be fundamentally repaired. The repairs were supposed to start in 2020, but were postponed due to the pandemic and storm Fiona. Now they have been resumed and the plan is to lift the vessel back into the water on 15 Sept. 2023. That day will mark the 250th anniversary of the Hector's arrival in Pictou.
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little-orphan-ant · 1 year
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i accidentally let grantaire say 'eh' and now he permanently has a canadian accent hELP
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nothingweirdhere · 2 years
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so like. do y’all live in cities where buildings have 4th, 13th, 14th, 24th, etc floors?
#cuz in metro vancouver a lot/the majority of buildings don’t have 13 or anything with a 4#i think maybe skipping 13 is more common?#tho idk#but the four thing i assume isn’t as common in like. whiter areas#like i assume u see it a lot on east asian countries?#but idk where else in north america#(if u don’t know it’s because in a lot of east asian languages ‘4’ is pronounced similarly to ‘death’)#(so 4 is unlucky)#(like in mandarin the only difference is the tone)#(and in japanese it’s the same except people prefer to read 4 as ‘yon’ instead of ‘shi’ for this exact reason)#(not relevant to the floor thing but that’s also why most of the time in japanese 7 is read ‘nana’ not ‘shichi’)#anyway yeah this is one of those things where like#i forget that other places have a lot less diversity?#like most folks where i live are POC#and even out of the white folks here a lot of our families are fairly new to canada#like i’m only second generation canadian. all four of my grandparents were born in europe#most people my age here are are first or second gen#(i’m always a bit shocked when people talk about their families being in north america for like… many generations)#(like some of y’all know ur families came over on the mayflower???? what the fuck)#most people here don’t speak english as their first language#and i’m not just talking out of my ass here. this comes from census data#so yeah… people talk about the area being diverse and having a large immigrant population but i almost forget what that means yknow#like in my mind it’s like ‘okay sure we have a lot of ethnic diversity here but it can’t be that much more than most places right?’#but. yeah that’s. that’s not true.#¯\_(ツ)_/¯#kinda funky to think about#jx.txt
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the-bramble--patch · 10 months
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happy solarpunk aesthetic week, folks! I thought I'd kick it off by sharing this planter I painted with plants native to my area, including aster, red trillium, violets, azure bluets, Christmas fern, Jack in the pulpit, Canada mayflower, and Virginia strawberry.
I learned so much working on this, and it was really helpful cementing the knowledge in my head. And now I have a planter perfectly suited to its environment :)
The plant inside is a tomato.
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My ravine is being developed and I am fucking pissed. I think maybe they're just making a walkway but with the number of plants they've destroyed and covered over with gravel, if they'd at least given some notice, put up a sign or something for what the intention was, I would have rescued some plants. And since I don't know how far it's going to go, I'm going to grab some native plants as they pop up this spring. I usually only do that in fallow areas, where development is fairly assured, but now they've threatened my ravine, so I'll be giving a few plants a greater chance at continuing in my garden as well as whatever parts of the ravine they end up leaving alone.
Scouring rush, jack-in-the pulpit, Canada mayflower, sensitive fern, prairie dock, wild cucumber, Greenbrier, and more.
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Madrone, Madrona, or Arbutus?
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The common name of the tree Arbutus menziesii depends on where you are or where you are from.
North American members of the genus are called Madrones, from the Spanish name madroño (strawberry tree) although this terminology is not used in Canada. The European species are also called Strawberry Trees from the superficial resemblance of the fruit to a strawbrry; some species are sometimes referred to simply as the “Arbutus”.
In the United States, the name “Madrone” is used south of the Siskiyou Mountains of southern Oregon/northern California and the name “Madrona” is used north of the Siskiyou Mountains according to the “Sunset Western Garden Book”. In British Columbia, the trees are simply known by the name “Arbutus.”
All refer to the same tree, Arbutus menziesii, native to the Pacific Northwest and Northern California regions. It is Canada’s only native broadleaved evergreen tree. Some species in the genera Epigaea, Arctostaphylos and Gaultheria were formerly classified in Arbutus. As a result of its past classification, Epigaea repens (Mayflower) has an alternative common name of “trailing arbutus”.”
(The original source of this on Wikipedia seems to have vanished so I’m cross-posting from an article from Washington State University.)
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vandaliatraveler · 11 months
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The photos above are from a trek to the summit of Bald Knob in Tucker County, West Virginia earlier today. Bald Knob Trail starts in Canaan Valley State Park and crosses into the Monongahela National Forest before returning to the state park. Many people avoid the steep ascent on foot and take a chair lift from the adjacent ski area instead. I manned up today and made the ascent by foot so I could beat the lazy tourists to the overlook. 
From top: the view from Bald Knob toward Weiss Knob and the Canaan Valley State Park ski area; wild geranium (Geranium maculatum), a clumping woodland perennial with gorgeous violet-purple foliage and elegant, sharply-lobed foliage; minniebush (Menziesia pilosa), an Appalachian endemic with distinctive, white-tipped leaves; painted trillium (Trillium undulatum), which has a fondness for shady spots in the strongly-acidic soils of old forests; pink lady’s slipper (Cypripedium acaule), another lover of shady nooks and strongly-acidic soils; and the mysterious depths of the boreal forest at the summit, where Canada mayflower (Maianthemum canadense) and yellow Clintonia (Clintonia borealis), also known as bluebead lily, form dense colonies in the rich humus.
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geopsych · 2 years
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Early wildflowers are done but there are still things in bloom in the woods. Among them: Robin’s plantain, Canada mayflower, and showy orchis.
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ghostblazewrites · 3 months
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Melodies Of The Sky Intro
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BASIC
genre: young adult, magical realism
status: working on 2nd draft, posting on wattpad
key themes: art, poetry, descriptive writing challenge, celestial symbolism, nature, mental health, sun & moon mythology, music, unlikely friendship, romanticizing life
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STORY
In the heart of an unassuming town, Lavender embarks on a personal journey of self-healing, only to find herself entangled in a myth that spans centuries and generations. Everything begins with an encounter with an enigmatic boy, setting in motion a celestial narrative that may connect to them more than they thought.
CHARACTERS
Lavender (she/her)
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Lavender let out a sudden laugh. She was like a princess. She felt like one. Her kingdom was this never-ending field of mayflowers, and her crown was made with her own hands.
age: 15
Kind, unique, and a daydreamer, Lavender finds beauty and joy everywhere she goes. While not having many friends, she loves being around people and she adores deep connections. She’s very creative and expresses herself with art, music, and poetry.
quick facts
INFP
bad ukelele player, but is great at piano
has a gray tabby cat named willow!
morning bird, she loves waking up to the sunrise
favourite colour is blue
Eli (he/him
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"You- you have to feel it. The story. You have to play with your soul and your body and your heart and your mind. You have to love each chord." He picked up his guitar. "You have to immerse yourself in a story and forget mistakes." 
age: 15
Quiet, gentle, and compassionate, Eli is a soft-spoken individual who has a talent for music and a passion for poetic words. He is dramatic like Lavender, always looking to make metaphors and poetry from mundane situations. While he seems aloof or shy on the outside, Eli quickly gets adventurous, excited and spontaneous about the things he cares the most about.
quick facts
INFJ
obsessed with the Lakelily myth of 'Eclipse'
has a dog named Luna
loves playing electric guitar
favourite colour is green
trans boy
night owl- loves midnight walks
AESTHETIC
moodboard
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FACTS
☾𖤓 i started this book in may 2023, the absolute low of my mental health- it was supposed to be a quick descriptive writing prompt exercise to get my mind off of things...and quickly became this beautiful story.
☾𖤓 music is a huge part of mots- every chapter has a lyric :D
☾𖤓 the plot is pretty vague, i'll probably go into detail about it more in another post but the mystery is why it's so fun!
☾𖤓 third person, in lavender's pov (except for the prologue)
☾𖤓 the story is set in Lakelily, Ontario (no, i'm not just making every story set in canada whattt)
LINKS
pinboard
spotify playlist
wattpad
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hope you enjoyed, if anyone reads this lol!! i'm so happy and proud of melodies of the sky and hope to post the 2nd draft to wattpad more often. if you want to hear more, please tell me idk whether i'm shouting to the void anymore
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jackofallartforms · 1 year
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For May Day I wanted to do some mayflowers. Turns out lily of the valley is Canada mayflower, not just mayflower itself. 🤦
Anyway it’s a few days late but here’s this.
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rwwinton · 7 months
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Ancestors living rent free in my head since I started researching my family tree
John Howland - my 13x great-grandfather who apparently went overboard off the Mayflower and managed to somehow hang onto a rope until he could be hauled back up. How the fuck? No wonder I'm terrified of boats and open water.
Richard Carrier - my 10x great-grandfather who, at 18, was tortured into confessing he and his 16-year-old brother were witches and corroborating "evidence" that their mother, Martha Carrier, was one also. Both brothers would go free but their mother would be hanged on August 19th, 1692. I can only imagine how that must have stuck with him for the rest of his life.
Mary Todd Lincoln - a distant cousin of some degree (her 2x great-grandfather is my 8x great-grandfather) who, according to family stories, often visited to cope with her (very understandable) mental health struggles, but never could.
Nathan Winton - my 6x great-grandfather whose surname I stole for my pen name. He has the most detailed and extensive Revolutionary War service record of all my ancestors, including nine months as a POW in NYC, and he was 17 when he joined the army in 1777. I'll probably do a whole post on him eventually.
The multiple filles a marier and filles du roi who were mostly poor young French women who went to Canada in the mid-1600s specifically to be wives for the French colonists there, and what it must have been like to give up whatever you have in one country to become a wife to someone you don't know in a place you've never been.
And the Mystery Guy:
Jean Bourbon - my 9th great-grandfather who was born in France and died in Canada in 1690. He is claimed to be the son of Jean Louis Bourbon, an illegitimate son of Gaston, Duke of Orleans, who was the son of King Henri IV of France and younger brother of Louis XIII. There is a bunch of debate on whether or not Jean Louis was actually the son of Gaston, but the Canadian records clearly show Jean with the surname of Bourbon. This begs the question, is that illegitimate line accurate, or did this guy just go to Canada and impersonate French nobility? Either way, that's a fascinating concept.
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