#hagberry

[wildwood-faun]

When my mother was young her family would always have a cake when the hagberry was in bloom and so the children called it the cake tree. I keep thinking I should incorporate that into my calendar. Maybe tomorrow is when it finally happens, if I remember.

#hagberry #prunus padus #flowers #my photos

[tofreezetime]

you are the light

creating the beauty

#photography #spring #sweden #flowers #flower #white flowers #white flower #flora #floral #floral photography #swedish flora #hagberry #bird cherry #bird cherrie #nature #nature photography #woods #forest #nature reserve #photographers on tumblr #canon eos 100d #canon #leaves #green #spring signs #signs of spring #spring feelings #springtime #swedish spring #swedish

[lailoken]

I just recently learned that my Lāth, which I believed to be made from Wild Cherry wood, was actually harvested from a Hazel tree. The fact that I have been working with this tree for as long as I have been, and have misidentified it all along is, frankly, mindblowing.

When I first encountered the bough I harvested, the tree was in winter dormancy, which made it quite difficult to identify. Then, by the time it should have reawakened, it was cut back drastically by someone else, which made it even harder to properly identify. And after that, I just sort of took my initial assessment for granted.

Learning, all this time later, that my Lathe and its parent tree are Hazel is a fascinating development, and one I will have to keep looking into. I'm also going to have to make this longstanding misunderstanding up to the tree in question.

I guess it just goes to show that it's always good to double-check. And that plant identification is hard.

#personal #lathe #hagberry #hazel #tree magic

[anskupics]

Prunus padus — hackberry a.k.a. hagberry a.k.a. bird cherry a.k.a. Mayday tree

#nature #flowers #trees #hackberry #spring #finland #2023 #may #day #favourite

[bestofglee]

Season 5, Episode 6- Movin’ Out

(Written by: Roberto Aguirre-Sacasa) (Directed by: Brad Falchuk)

Episode Rating: 6/10 modeling careers

Star of the episode: Sam Evans

Quote of the episode: “Ok seriously…I’m not gonna be able to survive if you and your Hagberry are gonna be tickling those ivories, belting out gay hits from Rent and Showboat all day.” -Santana Lopez

Best moment: the new NY crew coming together singing at the piano in the New York apartment

Average Song Rating: 6.9/10

Song Rankings:

1. Just the Way You Are- Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Rachel Berry, Sam Evans & Santana Lopez (8/10)

I love this crew/ they sound great together/ I love the chemistry between all of them/ Santana’s face at the end ha

2. Piano Man- Blaine Anderson (8/10)

Blaine’s voice sounds great per usual/ I love the diner workers all dancing around/ Sam’s harmonica makes me laugh

3. You May Be Right- Will Schuester & New Directions (8/10)

Cute & fun song/ I love when they all come together and just act silly/ where did all those extra students come from though…like why are they there?

4. My Life- Jake Puckerman (7/10)

Fun song/ he always sounds great/ I don’t get what they’re trying to do with Jake here though…he’s kind of a jerk/ he loves to flip around when he sings ha

5. Movin’ Out (Anthony’s Song)- Blaine Anderson & Sam Evans (6/10)

Cute song/ I love a Blaine & Sam moment/ it’s exciting seeing them start to make the move to New York

6. An Innocent Man- Ryder Lynn (6/10)

Something about Ryder just really makes me uncomfortable/ the song is pretty cringe but his voice sounds good

7. Honesty- Artie Abrams (5/10)

It’s sweet/ pretty boring overall/ not a fav

#glee #5.06 #Movin out #Sam evans #Santana lopez #just the way you are #Blaine anderson #Kurt Hummel #Rachel berry #will schuester #new directions #Jake puckerman #Ryder Lynn #Artie Abrams #glee ratings

[scotianostra]

January 22nd 1788 the poet George Gordon Byron, better known as Lord Byron was born in Holles Street, London.

Byron is thought of as an “English” poet, but “Anglo-Scots” is definitely more accurate, so rather than go over old ground detailing the life of Byron let's have a look at his Scottish credentials.

Although his father, a licentious rogue known as ‘Mad Jack’ Byron, was English, his mother, Catherine Gordon, was a Scot and an heiress to boot; the inheritor of a substantial portion of the family fortune – around £30,000 – and Gight Castle in Aberdeenshire, as well as becoming the 13th Laird of Gight. 

The family was widely believed to be cursed. Gight Castle was a bleak, miserable place that had been built in the 16th century, and had been commensurate with whisperings of witchcraft and ill-doing ever since then. 

The grimmest of all the stories about Gight was that, in the Covenanting Wars of 1644, the laird, Lewis Gordon, had hidden his jewels in the nearby basin, Hagberry Pot. 

When Gordon asked one of his factotums to retrieve the jewels, the shaken young man returned and claimed that Satan himself guarded the treasure. However, the laird was no less intimidating a figure than Lucifer, and so the hapless diver was sent back once again to Hagberry Pot. The jewels were never seen again, but the young man’s body reappeared a few minutes later, neatly severed into four pieces. His spirit was said to roam haplessly round the castle, seeking desperately to find his missing body and lasting peace. 

 Unsurprisingly, Catherine wished to escape from this bleak prison, and so she headed to Bath in 1785, where she met her future husband, and after a brief courtship, they married almost immediately. It did not take long for Catherine to realise her husband was a  good-for-nothing scoundrel, and, shortly after her son was born they headed up to new and less impressive lodgings in Queen Street, Aberdeen.

 While their new Scottish home was hardly the cosmopolitan centre that London and Bath had been – Catherine complained that a bonnet “was out of fashion in London before it arrived [there]” – it was not devoid of culture, boasting playhouses and bookshops and a thriving port that brought trade (and money) to the city. After her useless husband left Scotland for France, where he eventually died of tuberculosis in 1791, Catherine and her son were left to fend for themselves, and when she learnt of Jack’s death she is said to have howled so violently and piteously that her lamenting for her ‘dear Jonnie’ could be heard in the street.

Given their reduced circumstances, the two of them moved from Queen Street to the main road, Broad Street, (as seen in the pics).and lived on the first floor of a house there along with their maid, Agnes Grey. Byron was troublesome even from a young age; already self-conscious about his lame foot, a result of his botched delivery, he once attacked another nurse who spoke patronisingly of his deformity, crying “Dinna speak of it!” At this point, he spoke with his mother’s strong Scottish accent, something that he would soon drop. 

A happier occurrence was that Catherine joined the local subscription library, and encouraged her son to read widely and inquisitively

Byron's interest in learning was helped by him being sent to a local school run by a man named Bower, which was “a mixed school of good esteem though small and pretentious.” Catherine, recognising that her son could potentially be troublesome, asked Bower to make sure that her son was “kept in about”, or in check. 

It would be Bower who was responsible for his early spiritual education in thought, word and deed. He did not quite succeed, however. Byron was then transmitted to the care of a new master, a clergyman named Ross, under whom he made what Byron himself described as “astonishing progress”.  

Shortly after, Byron was removed from his tutors and sent to the local grammar school, where he was given the rudiments of a classical education – or as he described it later, “Latin, Latin, Latin”. It was not a life that he relished; he later claimed that as a young boy, he hated poetry. 

Catherine, however, had grand ambitions for her son, and Aberdeen Grammar School did not have the cachet that the English public schools possessed.

In the meantime, Byron contracted a dose of scarlet fever, and developed what would be the first of many grand passions, this time for his cousin, Mary Duff, who lived nearby and who he encountered at a dancing school.

Aberdeen was also important for his development from a cultural perspective. Byron visited the local playhouse from a young age, and at the age of nine saw a production of Romeo and Juliet, with an excerpt from The Taming of the Shrew appended to it. 

Byron, already showing a tendency to challenge expected norms, responded to the actor playing Petruchio’s line “Nay, then, I swear it is the blessed sun” by standing on his chair and shouting “But I say it is the moon, sir!” 

Yet relations between mother and son become fraught, because as a boy of great intelligence and rebelliousness  he enjoyed causing trouble for its own sake. Byron later recalled that, while still in Aberdeen, “(my mother and the maid) once in one of my silent rages wrenched a knife from me, which I had snatched from table at Mrs Byron’s dinner…and applied to my breast.” The dramatic force of the image is only undermined by its absurdity.

Moving south in August 1798, Byron never returned to Scotland, but the country influenced him in many ways – throughout his life people noted his faint Scots accent. It has been claimed that his aggressive satirical voice is from the Scots “flyting” tradition, and that some of his rhymes, especially in Don Juan, his masterpiece, can only work if pronounced à la manière écossaise.

He associated Scotland with things both disagreeable and agreeable, as his distance from it increased both in geography and time, and as his sense of it as a real location was replaced by a nostalgic myth of it as a place of rough simplicity and robust innocence.

Byron's most celebrated "Scottish" poem is Lachin Y Gair (Dark Lochnagar).

Another verse he wrote, or rewrote, is When I roved, a young Highlander, from Poems Original and Translated, and addressed to Mary Duff, she of the dancing school mentioned earlier. An extract reads;

When I rov'd a young Highlander o'er the dark heath,     And climb'd thy steep summit, oh Morven of snow!     To gaze on the torrent that thunder'd beneath,     Or the mist of the tempest that gather'd below;     Untutor'd by science, a stranger to fear,     And rude as the rocks, where my infancy grew,     No feeling, save one, to my bosom was dear;     Need I say, my sweet Mary, 'twas centred in you?

The pic of the ruined castle is the old family seat, Gight Castle in the parish of Fyvie in the Formartine area of Aberdeenshire

#scotland #scottish #anglo scottish #poet #makar #romantic poetry #history #aberdeenshire

[kalopyrgos1]

“Hey, ho, hey, ho, hagberry flower” is a lament song. Karelian is very near to Finnish, and the language of the song is Finnish influenced by Karelian.

[inamargret]

Quicker and later than ever before the seasons have changed from winter to spring. Where there was snow just 2 weeks ago, greens are growing now and taking over the landscape. They are more yellow than green still, but growing at a breathtaking pace and soon this first yellowish green will turn into a light, soft and vivid may green. Birds are singing loudly and the first bushes and flowers are starting to bloom, filling the air with their sweet scents. In our garden the hagberry tree by the water is about to bloom and I can't wait to stand right under it and sink into its sweet odour. The cats are so happy about the warmth outside as well, they are outside so much, frequently bringing Tord and me little presents 😬 and accompanying us on walks and little photo adventures. It is a wonderful time and I hope to be soon spending all of the long evenings in our garden. #quietinthewild #nordicwildling #slowsimplewild #littlewanderersdiary #seasonaltales #dreamersescape #safenature #waysidemagic #savouringtheseasons #doortomywonderland #natures_lights #ourwhimsicaldays #folknature #chasingseasons #slowsimpleseasonal #daysofsimpleandslow #momentsthatmattertome #cherishandrelish #woodlandfairy #fairiesofinstagram #folkfairymaidens #lovelywanderings #wherefairiesdwell #fairytaleliving #cottagecorefashion #accidentallyoutlander (på/i Björna) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cd8sO_gLFEH/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#quietinthewild #nordicwildling #slowsimplewild #littlewanderersdiary #seasonaltales #dreamersescape #safenature #waysidemagic #savouringtheseasons #doortomywonderland #natures_lights #ourwhimsicaldays #folknature #chasingseasons #slowsimpleseasonal #daysofsimpleandslow #momentsthatmattertome #cherishandrelish #woodlandfairy #fairiesofinstagram #folkfairymaidens #lovelywanderings #wherefairiesdwell #fairytaleliving #cottagecorefashion #accidentallyoutlander

[belle-skinner]

Picking bird cherry blossoms aka cheryemuha/черёмуха for tea 🌸🍵Harmonize with me if you can ^-^ #smellssogood #backyardforager #foraging #birdcherry #birdcherrytree #blackdogwood #hagberry #hogberry #prunuspadus #rosacaea #herbaltea #maycherry #черёмуха #черемуха #народнаяпесня (at Backyard) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPGrs24jWIC/?utm_medium=tumblr

#smellssogood #backyardforager #foraging #birdcherry #birdcherrytree #blackdogwood #hagberry #hogberry #prunuspadus #rosacaea #herbaltea #maycherry #черёмуха #черемуха #народнаяпесня

[frenchbalcony]

It’s the season for hagberry/birdcherry, the scent is amazing and you can notice it from far away. If you like elderflower cordial I recommend you to use the same recipe for hagberry flowers. #prunuspadus #hagberry #birdcherry #cordial #scent #smell #spring #may #weekend #foraging #flowers #beautiful

#spring #may #cordial #weekend #birdcherry #smell #foraging #flowers #beautiful #scent #prunuspadus #hagberry

[wildwood-faun]

Hagging out May 2023 - Infusions

Staying extremely topical, this month I developed a small obsession with the hagberry, or Prunus padus. In Sweden, the time between the flowering of the hagberry and the lilac is known as the most beautiful time of the year and this time around I felt it with a passion. Spring was very cool over here, which meant it became more drawn out and this magical time where every meadow looks like my understanding of Paradise extended into a couple of glorious weeks.

This was around the time when @graveyarddirt let us know the theme for this month's Hagging Out, and I knew immediately that I needed to do something with the hagberry flowers. May is always super busy so I was worried I wouldn't have time to collect the flowers before they were gone, but luckily I found a perfect tree on my way home from work (gonna revisit said tree for berries later in the year I hope!) and another one on my way to an appointment - this is why it's good to always carry some kind of receptacle by the way.

I spent two evenings removing blossoms from stems in a blissful state and infused half of them in vinegar for I believe 10-14 days, and the other half in wine for about a week. I think I might have overdone it with the wine as my entire fridge smelled of bitter almonds for a while, but I haven't had occasion to try it yet. I'm figuring if the flavour is too strong I might dilute it with more wine. I haven't tried the vinegar yet either but it's got a wonderful smell and I believe it'll do very well as a way of bottling this beautiful time of year.

The bottle on the left is my third project: bear garlic oil. This I've already used in a couple of salads and it's fantastic. Previous years I've mostly used the bear garlic for pesto and it's delicious but it's gone before you know it. This is an attempt to enjoy it for longer!

#hagging out #hagging out 2023 #also the month when i revived my camera so i had a lot of fun with that #common names of plants are funny. since english isn't my native language i haven't grown up with one of the many many variants #so i often have to make a deliberate choice and believe me in the case of hagberry and bear garlic it has been very deliberate indeed

[tofreezetime]

no mother; 

no bride; 

and no king

#bird cherry #bird cherrie #hagberry #trees #spring #spring flowers #flowers #flower #flora #floral #floral photography #swedish spring #swedish flora #nature #nature photography #beauty of nature #nature is beautiful #florence and the machine #florence and the machine lyrics #florence welch lyrics #king #white flowers #flowering tree #tree blossom #springtime #spring feelings #signs of spring #vårtecken #forest #woods

[lailoken]

Would any of my followers be interested in buying a wand/stave fashioned from Hagberry wood gathered under the Hallowe’en Blue Moon, or Elder wood gathered on the day of Thawingmas (February 1)?

Just let me know!

#personal #hagberry #gean #mazzard #Elder

[anskupics]

Prunus padus — hackberry a.k.a. hagberry a.k.a. bird cherry a.k.a. Mayday tree

#nature #flowers #trees #hackberry #spring #finland #2022 #may #day

[chetva]

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#красная черемуха #prunus padus #bird cherry #hackberry #hagberry #mayday tree #humanization

[brantaleucopsis]

I could smell bird cherry blossoms (Prunus padus) all day long, their scent is so intoxicating. Bird cherry blooms in spring and produces black berries, called hackberries or hagberries, in autumn. I was always taught the berries (or fruit) are poisonous, and they do contain prulaurasin and amygdalin, which are poisonous to some mammals, but they are eaten in eastern parts of bird cherry’s range, which covers most of central, northern and eastern Europe, the British Isles and the equivalent latitudes in Asia. Some years you can see most of bird cherry trees covered in white silk, which is caused by bird-cherry ermine moth’s caterpillars which can destroy the whole foliage of the tree. However, the trees seem to usually survive and grow their leaves back later in the summer.

#bird cherry #hackberry #hagberry #mayday tree #prunus padus #tuomi #metsätuomi