Osage Orange October 31, 2011
Posted by Jennifer Schlick in fruits and berries, trees.7 comments
Imagine tennis balls – the bright neon-green kind – but a little larger and all wrinkly. Two of these showed up on my porch the other day (mysteriously) and I brought them in and put them in my fruit bowl.
They have an unusual odor – not “pretty” – but not unpleasant either, sort of a clean chemical aroma, if that makes sense. I did a little googling and discovered they are called osage oranges (Maclura pomifera) and they grow on trees whose northern most range is the southern most part of my county, just barely.
It is reported indigenous people made war clubs from its very hard wood and that Europeans found it useful as a living livestock hedge, and later, after barbed wire became popular, the rot-resistant wood made good fence posts. The seeds are edible, if you can get to them through the pulp and slimy husk, a task readily engaged in by squirrels. There are unsubstantiated claims that the fruits repel bugs and spiders in your home.
I don’t know who put these on my porch, but if you are reading this, I am very interested in seeing the tree from which they came! Contact me?
Read accounts about Osage Orange at:
Sunrise on the Cape October 23, 2011
Posted by Jennifer Schlick in autumn.Tags: ocean
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I rise early, stumble around in the dark, and sneak out as quietly as I can so as not to wake the others. I drive in the direction of the beach searching through the recesses of my gray matter for the instructions the Park Ranger gave me yesterday to a beach parking lot, wondering if I should have written them down. Not to worry. I arrive just in time. Pre-dawn.
Morning is my time, whether I am on the beach, in the woods, or sitting at home with my laptop and cup of Joe. I feel most alive at dawn. A few kindred spirits join me in welcoming a new day: a man who stays at the top of the stairs with his cup of Joe, a father and son who play in the gentle waves, a mom with two daughters – all three still in pajamas, a gull.
The interplay of stones and sand and water requires no color for its expression of dawn.
Or does it?
The sun climbs higher making irresistible shadows.
It will be a glorious, clear-blue day.
Cape Cod October 22, 2011
Posted by Jennifer Schlick in autumn.4 comments
It is a very long drive from where I live to the middle of Cape Cod, especially when slightly more than an hour of it must be done at 27mph (or slower). It is a beautiful place. I understand why everyone wants to go there. I can say without hesitation: I will never go there in summer. If the “off” season draws these kinds of crowds (this kind of traffic), I cannot imagine what the “high” season draws! Seems it would be brutal.
We spent a lovely few days. I had not been to a salt water shore for a very long time. There is something healing about it. I could have stayed on the sand forever exploring, watching the water come in and go out, the sun come up and go down, the shadows grow shorter and then longer again, making stone and shell collections, getting sun- and wind-burned.
I have spent the last 12 years as a naturalist. It is my job to know the names and stories of the things I encounter in the natural world and to share that with visitors. Now, I was a visitor – at a loss for what to call things. I am safe with “pebbles” and “shell” I suppose. Though a seaside naturalist would be able to tell you where the pebbles came from, the name of the species that once inhabited that shell and probably even the species that later made that shell a home base.
A seaside naturalist would know the common names of the plants that live along the shore, and probably also the undersea ones that wash up on the shore.
We watched more than one sunset over the bay. I know I become very contemplative when I watch the sun go down. This time, I wondered what thoughts were going through my kids’ heads.
(Trying to) Savor Summer August 8, 2011
Posted by Jennifer Schlick in summer.4 comments
I wrote this for our local papers and our work blog. Wanted to share it here, too…

I took some time to savor summer by taking a few photographs in Dixon Grove at Camp Timbercrest one evening when I arrived too early to pick up my daughter for her night off.
by Jennifer Schlick
It’s 2:00 a.m. I’m wide awake. I’m sitting on the couch next to an open window, the cool night air streaming in making me feel cold enough that under other circumstances would cause me to go to the closet for a sweater. I won’t put on a sweater, though. I will soak in the cold – absorb it into my skin – in the hope that it will sustain me twelve hours from now when the heat and humidity will make it hard for me to breathe, when the brief walk from my car to work causes sweat to roll down my back. This is summer. Not my favorite season.
Not my favorite season, and yet yesterday for breakfast my cereal was covered with fresh, locally grown blueberries. My dessert at lunch time was a juicy, sweet peach, no sugar needed. And supper included fresh, local corn on the cob and a thick slice of homegrown tomato seasoned with basil leaves picked fresh from my own garden. Summer has its benefits.
Some nights in summer I’m awake because the heat makes sleeping impossible. Such is not the case tonight – my thermometer reads a delightful 66 degrees! (If only the neighbor realized this, he could shut off his air conditioner, open his window and listen to the crickets and katydids.) My sleeplessness tonight is all about the fact that I can’t turn my brain off. Ideas are bouncing around in my head, plans for fall and winter that we are making at Audubon even though summer is only half spent. The calendar pages are filling with offerings – something for everyone – classes to learn about nature, workshops to develop new skills, and opportunities to do the “green” thing. What’s the best way to market these great programs and events? How do we let people know what’s happening? What’s the best way to organize the website so people can easily find what interests them? Should we have online registration? Should we require payment in advance? What if there are still spaces after the registration deadline? How will we let people know they can still register?
“Stop!” I tell my brain. “Just stop.”
That stuff will all work itself out. Breathe. Just breathe. Embrace the moment. Take a deep breath. Someone is having a campfire and the smell of wood smoke is drifting in through the window. The newspaper delivery man has a companion; is he teaching someone new how to do his route? The dog lies limp and relaxed at my feet. I follow her example and close my eyes.
By the time I re-awake, the cardinal and the crow are having a conversation and it isn’t too early to put on the coffee. I think about the day ahead, the week ahead, but without the sense of panic. A film crew will be at Audubon today to capture the excitement of banding 4 baby Kestrels. A new week of day camp will begin with 36 children eager to explore the world they share with wildlife. Merle will be there, filling the office with her laughter as she pieces together our snippets to make the September-October newsletter. The buildings and grounds crew will work on the bridge replacement project. Another of our summer learning series programs will unfold as a group of 15 people gather to kayak the Conewango with a naturalist. Everything will happen as it is supposed to happen; things will fall into place.
A friend of mine posted as his Facebook status the following observation: “August? What happened to May?” I could totally relate; the days are zipping by and sometimes I forget to slow down to savor the present because I’m too busy planning the next thing. Today, I will savor the moment. I will forget everything while the kestrels are banded. I will take some time to photograph the volunteers at work, and maybe a few of the emerging late summer flowers while I’m at it. I will walk around the ponds in the late afternoon sun and listen to the green frogs and the bullfrogs. I will stop at the farm market and buy fresh produce. And somehow, in between all that, the other stuff will get done, too. The grant requirements will be fulfilled. The website will be updated. The newsletter will get polished and corrected. I will trust my very competent staff and volunteer crew to do the things on their plates without my intervention – brilliantly, as they always do. I will breathe deeply and attend to each moment as it happens and everything will get done.
Jennifer Schlick is the sometimes frantic program director at the very busy Audubon Center & Sanctuary, located at 1600 Riverside Road in the town of Kiantone, one quarter mile east of Route 62 between Jamestown, NY and Warren, PA. For information about the many events happening at Audubon this summer and throughout the year, visit jamestownaudubon.org or call 716-569-2345. She invites you to come on down and savor some summer at Audubon.
Broadleaf Helleborine July 30, 2011
Posted by Jennifer Schlick in wild medicinals, wildflowers.9 comments
A friend sent me a picture of a flower the other day asking for identification. It reminded me that I wanted to learn more about this flower – a relatively common little orchid. So, I headed to the woods last night in search of it. Many orchids have very specific habitat requirements. This introduced species, sometimes referred to as the weed orchid, is not so discriminating. I have found it clinging to banks of rocky creeks, under conifers or deciduous trees, and in wide open spaces. Of course, last night, I couldn’t find it in good light, but I did find it. The sun was low and the woods were getting dark, so I had to use my flash… something I don’t do often, preferring natural light whenever I can manage it.
It’s fun to poke around the Internet to learn about flowers, especially “non-native” ones. You find websites from the US that warn of the plant’s invasive tendencies, and websites from Europe that teach you how to care for the plant in your garden. Around here, I find the “invasive” warnings to be unnecessary, as I rarely find huge patches of the stuff – just an isolated plant here or there. A paper from the DNR in Wisconsin on this species noted no danger of invasiveness in some habitats studied, but suggested other similar habitats are impacted. Scientists are keeping their eye on it and some states do have control plans in place.
Broadleaf Helleborine is an orchid with multiple blooms per stem reported to come in many color variations from green to white to cream to pinkish-purple. Several websites claim that Broadleaf Helleborine was introduced to North America for medicinal purposes, though none said what it was used to treat…
So I decided to hit the books. Google Books, that is. I found a book about the orchids of Russia from which I pulled these facts:
- Seeds that find suitable habitat will concentrate all their growth efforts underground for 3 to 9 years before sending up a shoot visible above ground.
- The plant may not produce flowers until it is 10 or 11 years old. (Given its slow start, it’s hard to believe it can be invasive, isn’t it?)
- Once it starts blooming, it may produce flowers annually with the number of blooms on the stalk diminishing in each subsequent year.
- The full life span of an individual plant may be as long as 35 years.
- Seeds can be formed via self-pollination, or by cross-pollination. Wasps tend to be the primary pollinator attracted by nectar, which “may be” narcotic to them. (Whoa!)
Nothing in that one about medicinal uses, though. So, I added “medicinal” to my search and found a handbook to plant lectins (whatever they are). I’m afraid the medical lingo was thick enough that I couldn’t decipher exactly what it said. My take-away: scientists have isolated something from the leaves of this plant that does something. Ha ha. Good, eh? Click the book cover image to go to the online text and see if you can decipher it any closer than that. (Feel free to post your interpretation below!)
Another blogger reported that this plant is used to cure insanity. I rarely trust bloggers (don’t take it personally), so I started looking and looking and looking to find an online source to confirm that. The closest I got was a listing in a google books search that looked like this:
Handbook of Medicinal Plants
Supriya Kumar Bhattacharjee – 2000 – 474 pages – Snippet view
Epipactis SW. Orchidaceae Epipactis helleborine (L.) Crantz. : It is a terrestrial orchid with stout stem. Leaves are variable. … The roots of these plants are medicinal which cure insanity. Epipactis latifolia Wall. …
The full text of this book is not available online. I don’t know how google decides what to display and whether I can trust that these words all refer to “my” flower. I think it does, based on a little further examination:
Still, I found no primary source for “bringing it to North America” for medical or any other purpose. I probably won’t look any further, either. But I do find it fascinating how many web sources simply quote each other.
Anyway… there you have it: Broadleaf Helleborine, also known as Weed Orchid and Bastard Helleborine. It blooms from June through September – so as you’re hiking around the woods this summer, keep your eye open for it! I’ve seen it at Chautauqua Gorge, Bentley Sanctuary, and in the woods behind Bergman Park. I haven’t been to other spots just lately, but if I see it other places, I’ll add to this list.
Learn More:
- USDA Plant Database
- eFloras
- DNR Wisconsin
- Missouri Plants
- Vietta’s Views
- Orchids of Russia and adjacent countries
(within the borders of the former USSR)
- by Maria G. Vakhrameeva (google books) - Handbook of Plant Lectins: Properties and Biomedical Applications
- by Els J. M. VanDamme (google books)
Nest Box Walk July 10, 2011
Posted by Jennifer Schlick in birds.3 comments
We had a perfect day for the first in our Summer Learning Series at Audubon. Terry LeBaron led a Nest Box walk to kick off the summer courses and I tagged along adding my two-cents now and again.

Pam checks residents of a Wren box
The only current residents of the boxes now are House Wrens and mice.

Amy discovers that day-old babies are so ugly they’re cute.
And… the mice:

This photo was taken by Katie Finch, staff naturalist, last week during Day Camp. Her picture turned out so much better than mine!
Earlier in the week a box of Tree Swallows fledged and almost immediately House Wrens began building on top of the abandoned nest. Whether this is a dummy nest or the real thing remains to be seen.
Participants in the class were especially excited to take a peek in our parking lot Kestrel box.

According to Terry’s records, these Kestrel eggs should be very near hatching. The plan is to video record when Emily is banding them… If you happen to be there that day, you can be an “extra” in the film!
Bird Banding at JANY (MAPS) July 3, 2011
Posted by Jennifer Schlick in Bird banding.1 comment so far
Acronyms. They can drive you crazy.
MAPS = Monitoring Avian Productivity and Survivorship.
JANY = Jamestown Audubon New York

Yellow-bellied Sapsucker Siblings - banded at Tom LeBlanc's SWAT (MAPS) Banding Station in Allegany State Park
There are also four-letter codes for the bird names. These are abbreviations, not acronyms.

This is an AMRO – American Robin
Someday, he might look like his daddy:

This particular HOWR had a beak that didn’t line up properly:

Shall we call her a HOWR with a CRBI (crooked bill)?
Now, you might be thinking, “Oh, I get it! Use the first two letters of the first name and the first two letters of the second name. Easy!”
Not so fast…

This one (from last week) is a YWAR – Yellow Warbler – which I don’t get. There is no other bird called YEWA, so why YWAR?
The hyphenated names, too, get weird, though some are logical – like Tom’s Yellow-bellied Sapsuckers above. They are, of course, YBSA.
This week, we were most delighted to recapture this fellow:
He is the one that got away last week before weighing and before pictures, for which we teased poor Eric mercilessly. And we made him hold the bird for pictures:
I had to leave at 7:45am to go to work. I’m sure they caught lots more COBI (cool birds) after I left. (I made that last one up myself!)
Wolf Run Road June 26, 2011
Posted by Jennifer Schlick in hiking, wild edibles, wildflowers.11 comments
There was a time when you could drive Wolf Run Road to the place where the Finger Lakes Trail crosses it. Not any more. You can drive to the bridge which is now closed. So we did. And then we walked.
This is a beautiful trail with lots of great views. And in June, there are lots of wildflowers.

Common Milkweed (with Pollinator)

Small Sundrops (this native flower is the size of my pinkie fingernail)
There were also several delicious nibbles along the way. We ate Allegany Service Berries, mint leaves, Day Lily buds, and blueberries!
Here’s where we parked:
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MAPS at Audubon, Etc. June 25, 2011
Posted by Jennifer Schlick in Bird banding.3 comments
I’ve been home from my awesome adventure (3 weeks on the road with my family) for about a week now. I’m back at work and remembering what it was I do there. I’m getting back into the swing of my Real Life, which today meant volunteering at the new MAPS station at Audubon.
MAPS stands for “Monitoring Avian Productivity and Survivorship” and involves mist-netting birds once in every 10-day period from June through August. I have long wanted a MAPS station at Audubon and thought we might have to wait until 2012 when Tom LeBlanc might have time to do such a thing.
To my surprise and delight, Emily Thomas, who has been banding birds at Audubon during our springtime demonstrations, called me while I was en route to Memphis, TN to tell me that she had applied and been accepted to start a MAPS station at Audubon. Today was the third banding session under this protocol – and my first chance to attend.
Terry LeBaron and I were assigned nets 8-10 and I got lots of practice putting nets up, removing birds from nets, scribing, and taking nets down.
Tying with Gray Catbird for most individuals from a single species… American Redstart. And oddly, all were first year males.
It was as if they were having a big bachelor’s party or something.
We are also starting to see some hatch year birds, such as this baby Song Sparrow:
And this baby Grackle:
A pretty little Veery hopped into net 1 at some point in the morning.
A pair of American Goldfinches were the first birds to finally enter net 8.

(Eric forgot to put a band on her leg, though he recorded all relevant banding data… Oh, Eric…)
Gotta love a Yellow Warbler:
And speaking of warblers, and speaking of blunders made by Eric… The last bird of the day was a beautiful male Hooded Warbler. Eric managed to get a band on this one and get a wing measurement… but we never weighed him, nor did we get pictures. Oh, Eric…
After MAPS banding, Terry and I tagged along to watch Emily and Eric band Kestrel babies.
“My” box has 5 eggs!
The boxes with babies were down just over the PA line.
Here’s a whole family of 4 boys. The other box had 2 boys and 2 girls.
Terry said that holding baby kestrels made last winter’s hard work on all the kestrel boxes totally worth the trouble!
Eric bands the Kestrel Babies:
Thank you Emily, Eric, and Terry for another fabulous day of learning!
































































