you asked, so here are the news: the hedgehogs families that we've been feeding for 4 years have had babies. we spotted 2 and have named them avocado and avogado. nature, and some bubbles, are the only thing keeping my soul alive - and, of course, your posts and voice.
Have your flowers ever been visited by a hummingbird moth? Quite something! They look a little scary at first, but are totally benign... and super-beneficial, too, of course. Enjoy the buzzes!!
I bought a house last fall - my first at 28!- and have let the backyard go. Fenced in with grapevines and wildflowers, but the weeds have started to choke out my few actual flowers. You’ve inspired me to take action and turn the yard into a pollinator garden. I listen to Middle Cyclone and Hell On while I work, motivated to have a little Lung of my own. Thanks for the motivation and musical companionship. xo Your Superfan in Detroit ;)
What's new here in Kansas? The bee balm is half bent over with chubby little bumblebees at every blossom. Storms took down our aspen tree, but the mountain mint is thriving now that it gets a little more sun. The squash and watermlon I planted is threatening to take over the entire backyard, and the three sisters plantings have survived four or five episodes of 70 mph thunderstorms, with a little help from strategically placed bamboo poles. The mosquitoes from the nearby Kaw are trying to steal all of my blood every time I venture outside if I don't douse myself in picaridin, and so every weeding stint involves a good scrubbing afterward. But it all looks glorious from inside the house, and passersby stop me as I'm weeding to say how much they love walking through the small immersive wildflower planting on both sides of the sidewalk - my neighbors have joined their landscape beds to mine so it's unbroken for half a block. Wildflower joy is exponential and keeps on giving. We are surviving.
Every year I forget that although the word haze is sorta pretty, the reality of haze is disgusting. At least here in Baltimore in July and August. And I feel like I am breathing through a wet sponge that's hooked up to a diesel truck's exhaust. That's what's new with me! 😂
I haven't seen any Monarch caterpillars yet but they should be turning up any day now. I love their muppety little bodies.
It’s lovely in Northern Michigan! The cherries are ripe and vegetables are beginning to be ready for harvest. I see a lot of jamming and baking in the near future😀
Hi Neko! Hate that we missed the New Pornographers when you guys hit Dallas (first NP tour I've missed 10 years or more). Dallas. It's stupid hot here like everywhere else in the south. Excited to hear you're working on a book, though, and we're always thrilled with the prospect of new music you're making! I'm going to send a contribution to the Vermont Studio Center, btw. They were hit hard with flooding.
lots of hummingbirds feeding on the agapanthus outside my Long Beach window.
currently in Yucca Valley (about four miles as the crow flies from Pappy and Harriet's) and there was a desert gecko under the doormat. cute little thing.
I was worried for your home in that inundation and I feel for the folks and critters affected. It is deep winter here and it is Friday morning on Kaurna land. I am paddling hard but sometimes the stream seems too strong, I need to find a nook or a beach tp pull up for a spell. Bones get weary but talking about mine is wearisome, thank you for the ride you are always so kind.
Paddled Gates of Lodore in CO/UT last week and saw beavers, bighorn sheep, swallows, osprey, eagles, warblers. A Brazilian member of the team, new to paddling, saw an otter and reported it as an "exquisite rodent." Then we all talked about mustelids.
Reading this from Toronto Canada 🇨🇦 and feeling the intensity of haze and smoke covering both countries from our fires north of the border as they continue to demolish miles and miles of forests. It’s hard to describe how it feels to see the disappearance of these forests, so long the icons of our northern wildernesses, homes of so many precious beings, from bears to hummingbirds. Just reading a novel, The Last Hummingbird West of Chile, by the Guelph, Canada writer Nicholas Ruddock, who gives the hummingbird a name and a voice (as well as an island, a piece of a boat and other characters who give their side of the story) in the tale of a shipwreck. But these fires…. This haze.. Is it a coincidence that Neil Young just covered that gem from the Buffalo Springfield days, “Burned” this week in LA? Please Niko write a song for us that helps us to celebrate the lives of birds and flowers while acknowledging the haze that envelops us all.
you asked, so here are the news: the hedgehogs families that we've been feeding for 4 years have had babies. we spotted 2 and have named them avocado and avogado. nature, and some bubbles, are the only thing keeping my soul alive - and, of course, your posts and voice.
Have your flowers ever been visited by a hummingbird moth? Quite something! They look a little scary at first, but are totally benign... and super-beneficial, too, of course. Enjoy the buzzes!!
Hey Neko :)
I bought a house last fall - my first at 28!- and have let the backyard go. Fenced in with grapevines and wildflowers, but the weeds have started to choke out my few actual flowers. You’ve inspired me to take action and turn the yard into a pollinator garden. I listen to Middle Cyclone and Hell On while I work, motivated to have a little Lung of my own. Thanks for the motivation and musical companionship. xo Your Superfan in Detroit ;)
What's new here in Kansas? The bee balm is half bent over with chubby little bumblebees at every blossom. Storms took down our aspen tree, but the mountain mint is thriving now that it gets a little more sun. The squash and watermlon I planted is threatening to take over the entire backyard, and the three sisters plantings have survived four or five episodes of 70 mph thunderstorms, with a little help from strategically placed bamboo poles. The mosquitoes from the nearby Kaw are trying to steal all of my blood every time I venture outside if I don't douse myself in picaridin, and so every weeding stint involves a good scrubbing afterward. But it all looks glorious from inside the house, and passersby stop me as I'm weeding to say how much they love walking through the small immersive wildflower planting on both sides of the sidewalk - my neighbors have joined their landscape beds to mine so it's unbroken for half a block. Wildflower joy is exponential and keeps on giving. We are surviving.
Every year I forget that although the word haze is sorta pretty, the reality of haze is disgusting. At least here in Baltimore in July and August. And I feel like I am breathing through a wet sponge that's hooked up to a diesel truck's exhaust. That's what's new with me! 😂
I haven't seen any Monarch caterpillars yet but they should be turning up any day now. I love their muppety little bodies.
We don’t have hummingbirds here in Europe. Even just reading about them puts me in awe. They have eggs the size of tic tacs! Unbelievable nature.
It’s lovely in Northern Michigan! The cherries are ripe and vegetables are beginning to be ready for harvest. I see a lot of jamming and baking in the near future😀
Hi Neko! Hate that we missed the New Pornographers when you guys hit Dallas (first NP tour I've missed 10 years or more). Dallas. It's stupid hot here like everywhere else in the south. Excited to hear you're working on a book, though, and we're always thrilled with the prospect of new music you're making! I'm going to send a contribution to the Vermont Studio Center, btw. They were hit hard with flooding.
lots of hummingbirds feeding on the agapanthus outside my Long Beach window.
currently in Yucca Valley (about four miles as the crow flies from Pappy and Harriet's) and there was a desert gecko under the doormat. cute little thing.
Oppressive blue skies here too. But the bougainvillea are going insane and I befriended the spider in my shower.
My delphiniums are also super happy in San Francisco land.
Always look forward to your notes. Thank you, Ms Neko.
I was worried for your home in that inundation and I feel for the folks and critters affected. It is deep winter here and it is Friday morning on Kaurna land. I am paddling hard but sometimes the stream seems too strong, I need to find a nook or a beach tp pull up for a spell. Bones get weary but talking about mine is wearisome, thank you for the ride you are always so kind.
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Paddled Gates of Lodore in CO/UT last week and saw beavers, bighorn sheep, swallows, osprey, eagles, warblers. A Brazilian member of the team, new to paddling, saw an otter and reported it as an "exquisite rodent." Then we all talked about mustelids.
Reading this from Toronto Canada 🇨🇦 and feeling the intensity of haze and smoke covering both countries from our fires north of the border as they continue to demolish miles and miles of forests. It’s hard to describe how it feels to see the disappearance of these forests, so long the icons of our northern wildernesses, homes of so many precious beings, from bears to hummingbirds. Just reading a novel, The Last Hummingbird West of Chile, by the Guelph, Canada writer Nicholas Ruddock, who gives the hummingbird a name and a voice (as well as an island, a piece of a boat and other characters who give their side of the story) in the tale of a shipwreck. But these fires…. This haze.. Is it a coincidence that Neil Young just covered that gem from the Buffalo Springfield days, “Burned” this week in LA? Please Niko write a song for us that helps us to celebrate the lives of birds and flowers while acknowledging the haze that envelops us all.