Αρχεία Ημερολογίου για Αύγουστος 2017

Αύγουστος 02, 2017

Flora in Dorothy Wordsworth's Grasmere Journal

28 July 2017 (Friday)
We worked at the Jerwood Center most of the day. In the afternoon I met with Sally Hall, the gardener. We sat for a long time in the potting shed in the back garden at Dove Cottage, talking about flowers and other things with a couple from Lancashire. Then we walked around to the orchard and the back garden and talked about the flowers there. I am so privileged to have been able to meet Sally and spend a few hours with here. We walked back to the hostel, enjoyed some delicious chili prepared by Naomi King, had evening prayers, and retired. I have slept so well at the hostel, looking through my little window out across the slate roof on to the fells and the little spots of sheep and fading light.

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Flora in Dorothy Wordsworth's Grasmere Journal

29 July 2017 (Saturday)
Today we traveled to Ulswater to re-enact Wordsworth’s account of his boat-stealing scene. We came to Patterdale by van, renting our canoes, and took off in a light rain. We paddled to a cliff that matched Wordsworth’s description and then paddles backwards away from the cliff and watcher the “huge Cliff” rose up from behind “That craggy Steep.” It was quite other-worldly. I can imagine how frightening it could have been for a nine-year-old boy by moonlight. We paddled over to an island and got out in the midst of a sudden onslaught of wind and rain. We left the island, paddling back across to the shore against the wind and waves and rain. It was no easy task. I lunched on a Ploughman’s Platter at “Fell Bites.” The bleu cheese tasted like the fells smell. We returned to Grasmere by a circuitous route toward Keswick, because the direct route had been closed due to a fatal automobile/pedestrian accident. After we arrived at the hostel, Robert and I took one more walk to town and back, enjoying one last time the back way down the Easedale and Mill roads. We leave Grasmere in the morning.

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Flora in Dorothy Wordsworth's Grasmere Journal

30 July 2017
Today we leave this “little mountain nook.” It has been a delightful two weeks. We attended church at St. Oswald’s. I had a look at the Wordsworth memorial in the church. Sally Hall, the gardener at Dove Cottage, told me that the flower carved onto the memorial was actually a greater celandine and should have been a lesser celandine. There were also carvings of flowers and leaves on the pulpit at the church. After lunch we left Grasmere by bus for Windermere, caught a train at Windermere, and at Oxenholme transferred to a train for Manchester airport. Waiting at the train at Oxenholme, I observed daisies, purple loosestrife, and, what I think were, black bear berries. There was a profusion of common ragwort all along the countryside. After arriving at Manchester, we made our way to our hotel, had supper at the hotel restaurant, and retired. I was reminded that Gerard Manley Hopkins spent some time in this city, serving as an interim priest at St. Joseph’s Jesuit Church. I hope to do an inaturalist for Hopkins flora and fauna next year.

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Flora in Dorothy Wordsworth's Grasmere Journal

31 July 2017
Today we return to Waco. Security was rather tight at the Manchester airport. But we boarded our flight on time, and expect to arrive in Philadelphia in about 7 hours. I will be spending my time on the plane writing journals, and completing the excel spreadsheet for Dorothy’s flowers and the entries for August for inaturalist.

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Flora in Dorothy Wordsworth's Grasmere Journal

2 August 2017
Wordsworth says in "Farewell, thou little Nook of mountain ground:"

And, O most constant and most fickle place!
That hath a wayward heart, as thou dost shew
To them who look not daily on thy face,
Who being loved in love no bounds dost know,
And say'st when we forsake thee, 'Let them go!'
Thou easy-hearted thing! with thy wild race
Of weeds and flowers till we return be slow
And travel with the year at a soft pace:

I am back in Waco, Texas. With a "wayward heart" I have said farewell to the "little nook of mountain ground" in Grasmere and forsaken the meadowsweet and the foxgloves and the wild roses. I will be posting a guide to the flora mentioned in Dorothy's Grasmere Journal month by month as I "travel with the year at a soft pace." July is already posted to "Flora in Dorothy Wordsworth's Grasmere Journal." August will be soon to follow. My hope is that you all who have not forsaken the "little nook of mountain ground" will use the guide to discover the flora that is showing itself this month and let me know about it. You could also post your photos of the "wild race of weeds and flowers" to the inaturalist project, "Flora in Grasmere" for those of us who are not able "to look daily on their face."

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Αύγουστος 08, 2017

Flora in Dorothy Wordsworth's Grasmere Journal

31 July 2017
Today we return to Waco. Security was rather tight at the Manchester airport. But we boarded our flight on time, and expect to arrive in Philadelphia in about 7 hours. I will be spending my time on the plane writing journals, and completing the excel spreadsheet for Dorothy’s flowers and the entries for August for inaturalist.

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Flora in Dorothy Wordsworth's Grasmere Journal

7 August 2017

These are the flora that Dorothy mentioned in July in her Grasmere journal:

brackens Pteridium aquilinum—On 26 July 1802, Dorothy describes an aside from their journey to France. Leaving Grasmere they travelled to Keswick where they met Coleridge, who walked with them sex or seven miles on their way to Eusmere. When they left Coleridge they “turned aside to explore the country near Hutton John, & had a new & delightful walk. The valley which is subject to the decaying Mansion that stands at its head seems to join its testimony to that of the house to the falling away of the family greatness. The hedges are in bad condition, the Land wants draining & is over-run with Brackens, yet there is a something everywhere that tells of its former possessors—”

fern Pteridium aquilinum —Describing their walk up to Loughrigg Fells to view Rydal, Dorothy notes that the ferns are beginning to turn yellow: “After tea we rowed down to Loughrigg Fell, visited the white foxglove, gathered wild strawberries, & walked up to view Rydal we lay a long time looking at the lake, the shores all embrowned with the scorching sun. The Ferns were turning yellow, that is here & there one was quite turned.” it is likely that Dorothy is referring to the brackens that turn yellow in the late summer and early autumn.

foxglove Digitalis purpurea—On 7 July 1802, Dorothy describes the ending of a “very fine day” at Dove Cottage: “We lay sweetly in the Orchard the well is beautiful the Orchard full of Foxgloves the honeysuckle beautiful—”

honeysuckle Lonicera periclymenum— On 5 July 1802 Dorothy bemoans the fact that the rains have spoiled the honeysuckle: “It came on a heavy rain & we could not go to Dove Nest as we had intended though we had sent Molly for the horse & it was come. The Roses in the garden are fretted & battered & quite spoiled the honey suckle though in its glory is sadly teazed.”

honeysuckle Lonicera periclymenum— Dorothy describes the day as “a very fine day” on 6 July 1802 and reports that the honeysuckle had recuperated: “We lay sweetly in the Orchard the well is beautiful the Orchard full of Foxgloves the honeysuckle beautiful.”

peas Pisum sativum On 29 July 1800 Dorothy reported that it was “Still very hot. We gathered peas for dinner.”

peas Pisum sativum The next day 30 July 1800 Dorothy “Gathered peas for Mrs Simpson—John & I walked up with them—very hot.”

roses Rosa arvensis or perhaps Rosa canina—On 5 July 1802, Dorothy describes the disarray the garden is in, due to the incessant rain. she says: “The Roses in the garden are fretted & battered & quite spoiled the honey suckle though in its glory is sadly teazed. The peas are beaten down. The Scarlet Beans want sticking. The garden is overrun with weeds.”

roses Rosa arvensis or perhaps Rosa canina—On 7 July 1802, two days before they were to leave Dove Cottage for a trip to France to visit and Annette Vallon and her daughter Caroline, Dorothy laments that the roses look a little battered, perhaps from the rain: “We lay sweetly in the Orchard the well is beautiful the Orchard full of Foxgloves the honeysuckle beautiful—plenty of roses but they are battered.”

roses Rosa arvensis or perhaps Rosa canina—On 8 July 1802, Dorothy says a final goodbye to her flowers and birds before leaving for France: “I must prepare to go—The Swallows I must leave them the well the garden the Roses all—Dear creatures!! they sang last night after I was in bed—seemed to be singing to one another, just before they settled to rest for the night. Well I must go—Farewell.— — —”

scarlet beans Phaseolus coccineus—On 4 July 1802, Dorothy, notes that “The Scarlet Beans want sticking” possibly because the rain has knocked them down or because they were growing so profusely during the wet summer. “Sticking the beans” was providing support for them to climb on as they grow.

white foxglove Digitalis purpurea f. albiflora—On 27 July 1800, a very warm day, Dorothy recounts “After tea we rowed down to Loughrigg Fell, visited the white foxglove, gathered wild strawberries, & walked up to view Rydale we lay a long time looking at the lake, the shores all embrowned with the scorching sun.” A white foxglove was rather an anomaly. Most of the foxgloves were purple. This particular white foxglove seems to be a particularly remembered one that Dorothy and William visited.

wild strawberries Fragaria vesca—On their visit to Loughrigg Fell on 27 July 1800, William and Dorothy also gathered wild strawberries: “After tea we rowed down to Loughrigg Fell, visited the white foxglove, gathered wild strawberries, & walked up to view Rydale we lay a long time looking at the lake, the shores all embrowned with the scorching sun.”

hedge (Hedges in the Lake District are often composed of hawthorn Crataegus monogyna, holly Ilex aquifolium, or wild rose Rosa arvensis or Rosa canina.) On 9 July 1802, Dorothy and William, turn aside on their journey to France to see Annette and Caroline Vallon, “to explore the country near Hutton John.” She reports that they “had a new & delightful walk. The valley which is subject to the decaying Mansion that stands at its head seems to join its testimony to that of the house to the falling away of the family greatness. The hedges are in bad condition, the Land wants draining & is over-run with Brackens, yet there is a something everywhere that tells of its former possessors.”

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