Tuesday, June 25, 2024

Petfinder Post: Cool Clear Water and Some Dogs

Let's start with a dog picture so the post will be easy to find...then after a discussion that includes some cat pictures, more information about that dog and other photogenic adoptable dogs. Today's post is a big long nag that you probably did not need, but it's what the animals are nonverbally saying this week...


Dash from Kentucky--see below.

Hmm...we haven't had a silly Cat Sanctuary Animal Interview for a while.


Silver as a kitten. She is now an adult cat.  Has it really been five years? Yes.

PK: "How are you feeling this morning, Silver?"

Silver: "Who wants to know?"

PK: "Our readers do. They've read that you had a sore paw."

Silver: "That was last week."

PK: "But you're loafing in a different place this morning?"

Silver: "Yes. I want to make sure you notice what I'm loafing on."

PK: "You're loafing on the plastic wrapping of what is called a 'case' of Pure Life brand water bottles."

Silver: "Yes. Notice: water! When it's as hot as it's been this week, don't you dare just set out kibble and leave the scene. What do you think we want?"

PK: "Water?"

Silver: "When do you think we want it?"

PK: "Now?"

Silver: "Meow!"

Pastel: "Oh yes yes yes yes yes thank you dear human it takes such a lot of water to make milk for these little bottomless pits!"

(Sorry, no photo of Pastel, but she's a pretty pale calico cat, face sort of a faded version of her mother Serena's. Pastel is two years old. She and Silver have a few other siblings scattered around the Virginia-Tennessee border. People who are interested in social cat families may wait for this family to have kittens, or check local shelters for unusually social behavior among alley cats who are probably related to this family.)


Serena, about seven years ago when she was a kitten. 

Serena: "Just shove in and slurp up all the water, then, you great greedy things. Never think about your mother. Teach those kittens to ignore their grandmother. See if I care."

Pastel: "You're spilling, Diego."

Diego: "But it's easier for us kittens to get at the water by tipping the dish." 

Pastel: "You're putting your paw in water someone else wants to drink, Dilbert."

Dilbert: "Water feels cool and fresh on my paws!"

Pastel: "You're in your grandmother's way, Drudge."

Drudge: "I wasn't finished drinking yet."

Pastel: "Heu mihi, what did I ever do to be surrounded by all these kittens?"

(Pastel was born the year I read my first, and so far only, full-length book printed entirely in Latin.)

Silver: "You know very well what you did. You went up orchard with Borowiec and..."

Pastel: "But I always used to do that with Trumpkin and no kittens came of it! Is it my fault if Borowiec was never neutered? There's no more milk left, Dora."

Dora; "You can make more."

Pastel: "It takes a lot of water to make milk. You're old enough to drink water like the rest of us. You're spilling again, Diego."

Diego: "Because it's hard for Dora to reach into these big dishes."

(When they're not "fighting" Diego does in fact help Dora hold and reach things. He's the biggest in the litter; she's the smallest, and they've been best buddies all their lives.)

Serena: "That's enough for me, for now, thank you. Over here, Drudge."

Drudge: "Having 'Mixed Hair,' extra-fluffy coats may be insulating us from the very worst of the heat, but it's so hot now! Why is it so hot?"

Serena: "Because it is summer. This is only the first heat wave. The second one will be even hotter."

Dilbert: "Hotter than yesterday was? Is that possible?"

Silver: "Believe it. It takes a lot of water to recover from a possum bite, too."

Dilbert: "I feel thirsty again just thinking about it."

Dora: "I want milk."

Pastel: "Not yet. Why is it I, and not Borowiec, who has to rear all these kittens?"

Serena: "Borowiec's been helping watch over them, even playing with them. Well, he's only a year older than they are. Anyway that's more help than anyone can reasonably expect from a tomcat."

Pastel: "It's not fair. He ought to have to give milk, too." 

Serena: "Life is not fair. For example, I could drink some more water, but it's all gone already. I stopped drinking when I did as a favor to Drudge. If someone had done a favor to me there'd be..."

PK: "Oh, stop it. There."

Serena: "Thank you."

PK: "Is there any special reason why all seven of you are so enthusiastic about this Pure Life bottled water?"

Serena: "It's what you drink. Sharing what you eat and drink is the way other animals know when humans love them."

Yes, Gentle Readers, this little sketch does give you an idea of the cats' recent behavior, and why we hope the deliveryman has had a splendid vacation and comes back to work this week. Now, about those adoptable dogs who want to bond with you by sharing your water...These are the highly photogenic and recently very popular American breed called Australian Shepherds. Although these dogs have nice faces and gorgeous, often multicolored coats, a lot of them are found in shelters because people who buy them aren't prepared to live with them. As a breed they are active, intelligent dogs that like to have a job and need to have lots of exercise and attention. They're very easy to love, and usually good with smaller animals and children, but big enough to be dangerous if mistreated. (The ones featured here have not been mistreated, beyond being put in shelters.) Peri, the Therapist With Paws, was a long-lived but fairly typical Australian Shepherd. You do need to be physically and mentally fit to benefit from their kind of therapy. For example, since these are smart, clean dogs with high metabolic rates, they are likely to need to go out at some time during a normal human sleep cycle. They can be as clean and quiet as cats and still have the strength and energy to run with an athlete, or a weight-loss dieter.

Zipcode 10101: Rico from NYC


Rico is small for an Australian Shepherd and German Shepherd mix. At three years old he weighs only about thirty pounds, probably his healthy weight for life. He's still a very serious dog with lots of energy, huge needs for interactive play and exercise, and a tendency to seek the dominant role in relationships with other dogs. He is expected to do well with a companion who is comparable in size and energy level and likes to take a subordinate role. 

He might have won the photo contest on this picture alone, but there's another reason why he's a fantastic bargain. Shelter staff want to put Rico in a foster home rather than keeping him in a cage in a shelter. As a foster dog, he comes with free food, veterinary care, and possibly even lessons with a professional trainer. If you can give Rico the kind of home he needs, with a fenced yard, maybe school-aged children but not babies, and ideally a sweet-natured follower type of dog companion, you can live with him free of charge while deciding whether you want to keep him. 

If you want a bold, energetic, outgoing, friendly guard dog who is not too big to lift, this is your opportunity.

Zipcode 20202; Dash from Kentucky

Photo at the top of the page. 


Dash was put in a shelter because someone didn't like his tail, and is now up for adoption through a shelter in Alexandria, Virginia. Funnily enough, his Petfinder photo gallery does not show his tail. He's only a year old, just a puppy, not exactly trained yet, but he seems to have a nice personality so far. He needs a good fenced yard to run around, and the company of sober, mature, responsible people--"older" children, a senior dog, someone who is at home most or all of the day if possible. Training him to be as good a dog as he can be will take work, but it'll be worth it.

Zipcode 30303: Waylon from Forsyth


Still growing, but expected to be on the small side for the breed (30-40 pounds), Waylon is another lovable pup who needs an energetic yet patient human family. Described as "loving everybody," he's learned to sleep in a crate in the house at night, but still needs a fenced yard to run around. 

Book Review: Faking It

Title: Faking It

Author: J. Haney and S. Hayes

Date: 2020

Publisher: Haney Hayes

Quote: "That's me, Griffin Garnet. I'm a closer."

Competing for a promotion at the law firm where this is his claim to fame, Griffin decides he needs a girlfriend to help him fit in with the couples in the social circle he wants to join. He just happens to have a photo of a good-looking young woman to show people. But she's not a girlfriend; Griffin's not pursued a commitment before. The girl whose photo he shows people to prove he's not "gay" is actually a neighbor with whom he grew up being enemies. She's put on some weight, but she's cute, funny, and a good cook. All they've ever done is bicker like children...but he still knows where to find her. Why? 

No points for guessing why. This is a romance. Griffin is in love with Khloe. He has been for years; he's just been too busy competing with other boys to notice it. After some quarrelling, yelling, lots of bad language, ridiculous lies, and horseplay, they'll fall into bed and into love. 

It's not a sweet romance. The authors advise that it's for adults only. Which tells us who is likely to read it, but don't say your Auntie Pris said it was all right...Actually, your Auntie Pris knows that spiritual purity is not achieved by teenagers, though it's healthy for teenagers to build self-control, and your Auntie Pris prefers the idea of teenagers playing with themselves to the idea of teenagers making unwanted babies. In any case this book is not intended to be an aid to spiritual chastity, or even to self-control. It was meant to be a marital aid, for wives or couples who have a certain kind of sense of humor.

Personally I don't find either of the main characters lovable. But you might. If you like men who are working toward the goal of leaving a large estate behind when they succumb to cardiovascular disease in their thirties, and women who will, by that time, need all the money to try to get a grip on their own diabetes. Possibly you are a liposuctionist. If so you might like this book.

Monday, June 24, 2024

Link Log for 6.21-22.24

Doing my best--staying on the computer late Friday, coming on a bit early Saturday--to sort through and share all the links in the e-mail and blog feed.

Animals

No (lie), Sherlock! 

"
Scientists note the first recognized use of a medicinal plant by an animal when a Sumatran orangutan male is seen treating a cheek wound with a poultice made of leaves, 2022
"

What took them so long was that they wanted to "recognize" an ape first. Everybody's known that cats eat grass as a purgative, all my life, at least, and probably long before that. Not all cats have access to pennyroyal, so I don't know how many cats would use it to terminate pregnancies if they had it, but I'm fairly sure that some of mine have done. And to what extent are animals' other food choices "medicinal," anyway? Even chickens will use foods to correct nutritional imbalances. Someone documented that even some caterpillars do.


Meme 

My neighborhood used to include a neighbor--one of those who fell for the harassment campaign and sold a couple of acres to the Professional Bad Neighbor--who actually did have guns and backhoes. I miss him.


I got it from a site I can't guarantee all or even most readers will like, but some will. Sometimes he's funny: https://ncrenegade.com/in-appalachia-they-are-called-excavators/

(I've heard both "backhoes" and "excavators" used in this part of the Blue Ridge Mountains.)

Music

Pursuant to Wednesday's discussion of things children misunderstand, the classic joke: For anyone who doesn't know, in California there is a beach (and town) called Big Sur. From the Spanish word sur, meaning south, because it was the open country south of Monterey. So, according to the story, a couple with a small child were driving in the direction of this place when they were pulled over by a policeman. Realizing he had been going a little faster than he ought to have been, the father tried to be polite and conciliating, calling the officer "Sir." It worked; the family were soon on their way with a warning, and as they motored along, the child said, "Daddy, was that man Big Sir?" 


And the joke to go with this song is that people who sing it believe in archaic creeds like socialism.


Politics

For those saying "I don't like this administration but I'm not going to bother to vote":

Book Review: Where There's a Will There's a Why

Title: Where There's a Will There's a Why

Author:  Nina Gill

Date: 2020

Publisher; Nina Gill

Quote: "ANSWER THREE QUESTIONS FOR A BURGER!"

Will is the name of the pug dog in the pictures suggested by a short list of topics about which Gill thought parents need to talk with children: Chores, Hygiene, Global Warming, Poverty and Inequality, Bullies, Candy, Media, Plastic Pollution. 

Well, this is a picture book that suggests starting points for discussion. You, the parent, are free to discuss how speculation about "global climate change" has been exploited by people who don't want to do the work of fighting local warming, which really exists. You're free to discuss why greedheads encourage trend followers like Gill to talk about candy, which can erode teeth, rather than chemical pollution, which can actually kill people. You're free to discuss the exploitation of the COVID panic as a form of bullying.

But, in view of the actual layout of the book--bizarre type font, lots of white letters on pastel-colored backgrounds--you might prefer to print your own sermon notes in a readable font with black letters on white paper. 

And your review questions probably won't specify a junky food treat for children to demand.

Nina Gill deserves some props for encouraging parent-child communication, though more thought could have gone into this book.

Butterfly of the Week: Zebra Swallowtail

This week we consider the official State butterfly emblem of Tennessee, the Zebra Swallowtail. Unlike the South American Kites, so many of which are so little known, a great deal has been learned about the Zebra Swallowtail. Much of the information available has been learned in my lifetime. In fact one reason why the Zebra remains my favorite butterfly, to the extent that I have one, is that it serves as a reminder to scientists to be cautious about thinking they know more than they do. Basically everything I learned about this butterfly in college has turned out to be wrong.


Photo from carolinanature.com, where the author mentions that this individual was found in Virginia. Bodies are mostly black above, mostly white below, with stripes along the sides. Antennae are brown to amber. Wings are vividly striped, making the Zebra hard to ignore, but the stripes vary, as does the size of the butterfly. Hind wings always have tails, often very long tails, when the butterflies first eclose, though one or both tails may be lost later. The proboscis, the long hair-thin hollow tube that is a butterfly's tongue, is long in proportion to the butterfly's head but still much shorter than some Swallowtail butterflies' probosces are.

The Zebra was my favorite species because, among the early spring butterflies I watched, it seemed to have the "just right" attitude toward humans, neither pushing itself forward nor hiding but calmly letting itself be watched. If more information about the butterfly had been available to me, I might not have liked it so much. Zebra Swallowtails behave nicely toward humans but they are asocial and do not behave very nicely toward one another.  

Other Swallowtails have gone through a few name changes as scientists decided the genus Papilio was too full and needed splitting up. The Zebra Swallowtail holds a record. It was first named Papilio marcellus n 1779. Since then, people have given it the genus names Boreographium, Eurytides, Graphium, Neographium, Protographium, Iphiclides, Iphidicles, Cosmodesmus, and Protesilaus, and the species and subspecies names ajax, abbottii, annonae, broweri, carolinianus, cubensis, floridensis, lecontei, nigrosuffusa (or nigrosuffusus), pricei, telamonides, tockhorni, and walshi.  

Recent changes in the genus name amount to quibbling. The Kites resemble an Asian family of small long-tailed swallowtails, the genus Graphium. Some scientists thought the Kites belonged in the genus Graphium. More scientists disagreed, and debated whether the Kites might have evolved earlier than the Graphiums overseas (Protographium) or later (Neographium). The position of this web site is that living things have evolved and are still evolving, within the range of what is possible for their genotype--what is called microevolution--and Zebra Swallowtail populations give an especially clear and pretty example of microevolution, every year, but if mutant individuals in one species have ever evolved into anything more different than a subspecies or race--which would be called macroevolution--nobody has documented it. Trying to guess how one species might have evolved out of another species is unscientific and not a very useful way to pass time. With the species name Boreographium, however, we come to a name change proposed for valid scientific reasons. Boreo means North, and the Zebra Swallowtail is the northernmost of the Kite species. 

Eurytides is a nice descriptive name when read as coming from the Greek words eury eidos, "broad shape," comparing the Zebra Swallowtail's wings with the Zebra Longwing's. It can also be read as "son of Eurytus." Ancient Greek literature records at least three characters called Eurytus. One was a war hero, one a king renowned for his skill in archery, and one was remembered mainly for having a son called Clonus. 

Several characters in Greek literature had names that include the word eury, "broad, wide." It seems to have been understood in the philosophical sense, used in combinations like Euryale, "wide sea," Eurybe, "grand strength," Eurydice , "wide judgment, universal law," Eurymachus, "wide battle," and Eurynome, "broad realm."

Iphiclides means "son of Iphicles" in Greek. It's not used as the name of a character, though Iphicles was Heracles' little brother and people might have been proud to claim him as an ancestor. Iphiclides is the genus name of the Eurasian Scarce Swallowtail, which has white wings with black stripes. Iphidicles at least started out as a misprint. 

Protesilaus was a hero of Greek literature. According to the Iliad, the troops he commanded had been warned that the first man who disembarked at Troy would be killed in the battle. Protesilaus, whose name comes from protos, "first," and Laos, "the people," deliberately chose to go first and be killed as a sacrifice for his men. His father's name was Iphiclus, possibly a descendant of Iphicles, and his name has been preserved as the species name of another Kite Swallowtail.

Cosmodesmus seems to be the Greek words kosmos, "the universe, creation," and desmos, "band, connection," but Google doesn't find it as a character name in ancient literature. It's the sort of name that might have been invented for a character in eighteenth or nineteenth century fiction, but Google doesn't find the reference. 

Some of the species names reflect the tradition of naming Swallowtail species after characters in literature. Marcellus was a popular name in ancient Rome; among the historical characters called Marcellus were some early Christians. 

Ajax was a warrior in the Trojan War story.  His father's name was Telamon, so he was sometimes called Ajax Telamonides in the Iliad. Linnaeus called the Zebra Swallowtail Papilio ajax, and some people have used "Ajax" as this butterfly's English name.

Of the other names given to this butterfly, abbottii, broweri, lecontei, pricei, tockhorni, and walshi all commemorate people; carolinianus, cubensis, and floridensis obviously refer to places where the butterflies were found (though cubensis may have been recorded in error); annonae describes the plant family that includes its food plant, and nigrosuffusa ("suffused with black") describes the autumn brood as distinct from the spring or summer brood. 

The plethora of proposed species names for this species reflects its variability. We shall, if we live so long, meet another North American butterfly whose reaction to temperature produces even greater variation in color patterns, but a majority of individual butterflies conform to either one color pattern or the other. Zebras seem almost as variable as the larger animals for which they're named. Today scientists prefer to remember that, as early as 1973, some scientists were expressing doubts that what are now recognized as the three general ranges of temperature-determined looks ever were separate species. 

The butterfly that left egg on the scientists' faces made news around the world. "Protographium Marcellus" is a band name. Zebra Swallowtails occasionally flutter through pop culture, too; photos and paintings of them are sold as posters, and they are sometimes printed onto various objects at Zazzle (there are about a half-dozen Zebra images at my Zazzle store, PriscillaKnits). 

Basically, individuals that have lived through some freezing weather are smaller and lighter in color, likely to be described as white butterflies with black or brown stripes. Those who have never been cold in their lives are larger and darker, likely to be described as black butterflies with pale green stripes. In between these extremes is a full range of intermediate sizes and colorations. The length of the "swallow tails" also varies according to temperature; longer tails tend to accompany bigger, darker wings. Body hair also varies; bigger individuals can have hair rather than scales all over their hind wings as well as bodies, while smaller ones look sleek and smooth. Males have scent folds on the inside edges of the hind wings, so especially hairy wings may be typical of male butterflies, though my sources didn't discuss gender differences in the hairiness of this species. 


Photo from keysmoths.com. This furry animal was found on an island south of Florida.


Photo from carolinanature.com. This smoother specimen is typical of Zebra Swallowtails found in the Carolinas, Virginia, Tennessee, and further north.

In Florida, the seasons, to the extent that the Florida peninsula has seasons, produce a white spring brood, a greenish summer brood, and a black autumn brood every year. Further north, the bigger and darker forms are seldom seen. All Zebra Swallowtails in Virginia look closer to the spring brood in Florida than to the other two broods; nevertheless, their size and color vary enough that they have been believed to be distinct subspecies rather than temperature-related variants. 

Into the 1980s, the three broods observed in Florida were generally thought to be three distinct species, despite a 1973 study that opened questions about this. They are three different generations in the same family lines, but they look like three different species.

Individual variations are visible, not only between our spring, summer, and autumn broods but between siblings whose host trees grew at different altitudes. You can take eggs laid by a big, dark, southern autumn butterfly, put them in the refrigerator or freezer for varying amounts of time before they hatch, and get a range from the smallest/palest to the biggest/darkest butterflies. This clearly shows that the look of Zebra Swallowtails does not qualify as a subspecies difference.


Photo from keysmoths.com, which notes that Zebra Swallowtails don't live and breed on the Florida Keys, but stray onto those islands often.

Males and females look pretty much alike, with enough individual variation that the only real way to tell the sex of a Zebra Swallowtail is to observe its behavior. (They recognize each other by scent; humans don't notice their scents.) The hairy patches on the hind wings usually look more conspicuous in males, but are also influenced by temperature.. In some, not all, photos of couples, one butterfly is just noticeably larger and less vividly colored than the other; I found one photo where a pair had been examined under a microscope and the slightly larger and less colorful butterfly, conforming to the usual rule for Swallowtails, was female. Both sexes sip clean water and flower nectar. Zebras who show an interest in polluted water are usually but not always male. Neither is particularly shy; neither is particularly interested in licking sweat from human skin, as composter species often are. They don't seem to mind being watched, but don't fly up in watchers' faces in the threat display some other large butterflies make. Males are more likely to seem "hyperactive" as they flit about in the sun, hoping to meet females. Couples do not always make it obvious which is male and which is female but, after mating, females spend most of their time looking for suitable places to lay eggs.  All butterflies who lay eggs are females but occasionally one finds a female butterfly doing something other than laying eggs..


Photo from lazynaturalist.com. This couple are mating face to face; the female is almost entirely hidden behind the male.

Zebras can be a challenge to photographers. Like most Swallowtails they tend to flutter their wings even while eating, making it hard to snap a good clear shot. The secret is to persist. Swallowtails are most likely to spread out their wings in cool weather when they are warming themselves in the sun. Clear shots of the underwings are most easily obtained when a butterfly is drinking deep, focussed on sucking up nectar; Swallowtails fan their wings when they start to eat or drink, but may slow down or stop the wing movement when they find something good to the last drop. Because it's hard to get clear photos of them, yet the butterflies are locally common and pretty and popular, every wildlife photographer seems to want to publish a photo of a Zebra Swallowtail. Wikipedia had to thin their collection. Wikimedia Commons has thirty beautiful photos in the category "adult butterfly sipping nectar from a flower" alone.


Observing these behavior patterns, Michael Q. Powell was able to snap a rare, clear portrait of a Zebra Swallowtail's face. Furrier individuals can have long eyelash hairs all the way around the large compound eyes. Lots of photographs of eastern Virginia butterflies can be seen at https://michaelqpowell.com .

Another way to get clear photos of butterflies is to find them near the end of their shot lifespans. They fly for a few weeks, and then some seem to feel tired and sit down on the ground and wait for thir hearts to stop, while others drop suddenly to the ground and lie dead. An unusually vivid photo essay with close-up shots of small, commonplace things, including some Swallowtail butterflies, is at https://reinventingclaire.com/tag/eurytides-marcellus/ .

At all stages of their lives Zebra Swallowtails exist in a symbiotic relationship with their host plant, the pawpaw tree, Asimina triloba. (Georgianature.com mentions that science now recognizes a few different species of pawpaw in the Southern States, and Zebra Swallowtails can live on at least four of those.) If you want to see one or two Zebras three times a year, plant one of these native shrubs. The trees and butterflies find it easiest to thrive in the Southeastern States, fairly close to streams. They are known to live as far north as Pennsylvania, Ohio, and Nebraska, but they're rare in the northern part of their range. The butterflies sometimes stray into Michigan and Ontario but are not believed to breed there. 



Photo from MarylandBiodiversity.com. This summer Zebra shares the Monarch's taste for milkweed blossoms with many other insects. Zebras have shorter proboscs than most Swallowtails, which limits them to feeding on relatively smaller or shallower flowers. Many people mention their taste for white clover. I often see them pollinating violets. Their favorite flowers also include blueberry and blackberry blossoms. The spring generation sometimes fly in time to pollinate redbud trees.

But they especially pollinate the pawpaw flower, which has little appeal to other butterflies. They rarely stray very far from a pawpaw tree. 




Asimina triloba flower photo from elizabethswildflowerblog. Along the Gulf Coast a few other species of Asimina grow. Some of them have more colorful flowers. Triloba flowers usually look black but in a strong light, as here, they show dull red.

Generally Zebra Swallowtails like to be the only one of their sex and species in the neighborhood. An adult butterfly's life revolves around producing the next generation of its kind. Zebras like to make sure their next generation will have adequate food--a healthy pawpaw tree, or main limb of one, for every caterpillar. In most places you never see more than two of them together. In places where pawpaw trees are very abundant, however, people have photographed small groups of males sipping water from the same puddles. 


Photo from Butterflies Of America.


Photo from MarylandBiodiversity. Since Zebras don't compete with other butterflies for food, we might expect that they'd be more comfortable with drinking buddies of other species than with other Zebras, and so they seem to be. Though their habits are generally cleaner than Tiger Swallowtails', both sexes in both species sip clear water, sometimes at the same puddles. Zebra Swallowtails seem to have very little social instinct, but do participate in the group flapping behavior Tigers do when the crowd at a puddle is disturbed. (However, when a mob of butterflies rise from their puddle and flap around a larger animal who might be a predator, if a butterfly is bold enough to fly at the intruder's face, it will be a Tiger or a Silver-Spotted Skipper.)


In eastern Virginia, Thisbiolife documented quite a large lek. Were these butterflies all reared in cages and released together? In many species immature males hang out in groups called leks, where they compete and cooperate, evade or fend off predators, and wait to grow up and find mates, together. It's not at all unusual to see Zebra Swallowtails in large leks, but usually one finds either one or two Zebras in a large lek of a more gregarious species such as Tiger Swallowtails or Spring Azures.

Male Zebras are not as positively attracted to nastiness as butterflies of composter species often are, but I have seen them choose, among otherwise equally desirable puddles, a puddle downhill from the dung and carrion that attract the composter species. Females, like other Swallowtails, can usually get their minerals from the males, but occasionally visit polluted water themselves. Both sexes drink fresh water and flower nectar.



Photo by Rogue Taylor, donated to Inaturalist. Zebras aren't usually attracted to human sweat, but possibly this one was, or perhaps a sweet drink had been spilled, a flower brushed against...?

Zebra Swallowtails generally have three generations each year, which can be called the spring, summer, and autumn broods. When they breed, as they occasionally do, in the Northern States there may be time for only two broods. In all regions spring butterflies tend to be smaller and lighter than autumn butterflies. Spring butterflies in Pennsylvania have wingspans just over two inches, typically two and a half, while autumn butterflies in Florida have wingspans up to four inches. I think of Zebras as our smallest Swallowtails--in Virginia--but, further south, they can be bigger than our Tiger Swallowtails/ Sources that give a narrower size range are likely to be talking about their local populations.. Wingspans over three and a half inches are normally seen in southern Florida.

Spring butterflies have pupated through the winter, which means they are likely to have survived being frozen solid. They probably don't remember being frozen and don't seem emotionally affected by it, but the experience has affected their growth. They are delicate sprites who don't look as if they'd be able to crossbreed with the big hairy individuals who were their parents. Nevertheless, their offspring will be bigger and darker than they were, and the autumn generation will be bigger and darker than the summer generation. The species microevolves around the range of individual variation for its species within each year. 

According to the photo evidence at Inaturalist, Zebra Swallowtails can mate back to back, side to side, or facing each other around a twig. The back to back position allows one butterfly to enfold the other's wing tips between its own; the side to side position allows them to look to predators like one oversized butterfly. They spend some time together; one photographer was able to snap four clearly focussed photos of one pair from different angles. If a third butterfly is in the neighborhood, it may approach the couple, who seem resolutely to ignore the gawker. 

Mother butterflies look for fresh, tender leaves for their young to eat. They fly around a tree (or a sprout that is trying to become a tree) and check the size and shape before testing leaves with their feet, which seem to have a sense of taste. Meena Haribal and Paul Feeny have identified a specific chemical scent that tells the butterfly which leaves will be ideal for her eggs to hatch on. The larger leaves on mature pawpaw trees can be thick, dry, and tough and contain more of the mildly toxic acetogenins (biochemicals) than the caterpillars need to eat. Zebra Swallowtail caterpillars are well camouflaged and able to evade being seen, but may be least difficult to find on the new leaves at the tips of branches on sprouts hardly taller than humans. 

The infant butterfly hatches from an egg laid on a pawpaw leaf. Eggs look like little round beads, pale green at first, ripening to amber as the caterpillar prepares to emerge. Eggs, caterpillars, and chrysalides are almost always found on the underside of a pawpaw leaf.


Photo from Butterflies of America.

The caterpillar's first meal is the shell from which it emerged. Mother butterflies are usually very careful to lay each egg on a separate tree, or at least a separate limb of a mature tree. (Despite triloba being sometimes called "the tall pawpaw," it's hard for me to describe them as tall or large trees. Beside the buckeye, maple, sycamore, willow, and poplar trees that grow nearby, even the taller triloba are small trees.) 



Photo from mdc.mo.gov. 

Newly hatched caterpillars have mostly black skins with some pale brown stripes and some bristles, and have a humpbacked look that becomes more pronounced as they grow up. 


Photo from Butterflies Of America. This hatchling is peering about in its shortsighted way. The glossy black surface of the head, visible here, is the top and back part analogous to a helmet. The small group of working eyes, found close to the mouth on the same side of the animal with its feet, don't work very well for long-range vision; Vincent Dethier observed, speaking mainly of moth caterpillars, that all the caterpillars whose vision had been tested seemed to qualify as "legally blind," apparently not seeing further than about a yard ahead. Caterpillars approach and avoid us with such disregard for us as persons because they are not able to see us as persons, and species more curious than Zebra Swallowtails--which tend to stay in one place and concentrate on eating--probably have to crawl about on us in order to satisfy their curiosity about what kind of trees we are. 

Most caterpillars' skins, after the very first one, are green to match the leaves they live on. Some have a mottled grey color produced by black and white crosswise pinstripes. A few are brown. At close range all of these colors can be seen as patterns of fine horizontal stripes. All Zebra Swallowtail caterpillars have yellow-orange osmeteria, very large and colorful in proportion to the size of the caterpillars. They don't merely put out their "stink horns" and smell unappetizing; they may actively rub the osmeterium and the mouth, alternately, against a perceived enemy. 


This photo, also from Butterflies Of America, shows a caterpillar in a state of righteous indignation, probably because a researcher keeps prodding it with straws. To a hungry spider the odor those"stink horns" release may be toxic as well as disgusting. The caterpillars try to touch an attacker with the osmeterium, smearing the rancid odor the osmeterium secretes all over their enemy. During this display they also vomit, smearing undigested plant material full of acetogenins over the enemy. A kind person will not subject a caterpillar to this kind of stress merely for display. It gets rid of most of the ants and spiders that occasionally attack the caterpillars. It seems to be less effective on the wasps and flies that lay their eggs on caterpillars' back ends.  Damman found that the osmeterium is more effective in spring than in late summer.

Acetogenins keep vertebrate animals, like deer or humans, from eating pawpaw leaves; they have emetic properties. Their effect even on contact with smaller animals seems to be even more undesirable. Like most Swallowtail caterpillars, Zebras are harmless to humans because we feel no interest in eating them. 

Zebra Swallowtail caterpillars continue to eat their own shed skins throughout their caterpillar lives, and lack the instinct to avoid eating the skins of their own species if the skins are not their own or are still occupied by a sibling. In nature they almost never see their siblings. If you rear these caterpillars you must prevent their meeting one another. Bigger siblings often pursue and eat smaller siblings when these caterpillars are not isolated. Their host plant could not afford to allow any overpopulation of this species. 


Photo by Sara Bright. 

Pawpaw trees bear a soft, bland fruit, "Nebraska Bananas," which most people find delicious, but some people have allergy-type reactions to it. Very few animals try to eat any part of the pawpaw tree except the ripe fruit. As with bananas, the fruits can be eaten while their peels have that nice clean look, but are easier to digest when the peels turn black.

In some places, however, a third party may join the symbiotic relationship  Zebras thrive on fresh new pawpaw leaves; late summer caterpillars may be at a disadvantage since the leaves available to them are older and tougher. Sometimes a pyralid (borer) moth caterpillar attacks a tree branch. Its ravages stimulate the tree to put out its reserve leaves, just in time for the Zebra caterpillars to eat the new leaves. This treatment seems as if it would be hard on the trees, but trees can spare a few leaves in late summer, so even this arrangement seems to work for the benefit of all concerned.


Photo by Donald J. Hall. This unsightly mess attracts Zebra Swallowtail caterpillars but is not caused by them. Zebra Swallowtail caterpillars have none of their parents' appeal--they're sluggish, ugly little stinkers who don't even like one another--but the one who made the mess is the smaller, duller caterpillar lurking inside the little "house" of sand, bark, dirt, and silk. 

As it matures, the caterpillar's humpbacked shape increases to the point where it looks more like its future chrysalis than butterfly caterpillars usually do.


Photo from Butterflies of America. This is the most common type of caterpillar.


Photo from Butterflies of America. This is the most common type of chrysalis.

The pupal skin has a dead-leaf look, light green or light tan, The caterpillars pupate on the undersides of pawpaw leaves, where few predators care to look for them. Pupae tend to match the colors of the leaves to which they attach themselves. Autumn chrysalides are often light brown like dead leaves; summer and autumn chrysalides are sometimes green and dark brown like damaged leaves; spring and summer caterpillars usually stay green while pupating. 


Close to the time for eclosion, this butterfly, photographed at Davesgarden.com, can be seen through its chrysalis. Wings and legs will stretch out after eclosion but the tongue is close to its full size and forms a black line down the middle of the body.


Wings remain wet and crumpled for some time after eclosion as the butterfly finishes the task of growing into its adult body. Photo from davesgarden.com.

Sunday, June 23, 2024

Book Review: Joshua

The natural way to clear the "link rot" out of a blog would be to start at the beginning, read through the individual posts, pull down the ones that contained rotten links, and leave the ones that didn't. Blogspot was set up to make that easy, for a long time, until the change junkies messed it up and, in their frenzy to flap and squawk about "artificial intelligence," forgot to fix it. So nearly all the older blog posts are disappearing. A few are, as promised, coming back. Here's one, reposted from 2012:

Title: Joshua

Author: Joseph F. Girzone

Date: 1983

Publisher: Collier / Macmillan

Length: 271 pages

ISBN: 0684813467

Quote: "'Joshua,' a shrewd older priest said, 'do you feel this is just a peculiarity of certain individuals or the way the Church is structure?' 'I think it is probably both.'"

In the 1980s, Joshua was a controversial bestseller within the Christian book ghetto. Joshua is a new human manifestation of Jesus who's come back to check on how well Christians (and Jews) are doing with his teachings. Nobody could write a book with this premise that would not be controversial.

The most obvious point of controversy is that Joshua seems so much more ordinary than the real Jesus of Nazareth could have been. Practically every word attributed to Jesus was a brilliant aphorism, the sort of thing you'd expect to find recorded of a young, obscure rabbi who attracted attention by using more memorable phrases than other rabbis. Of course, living in a mostly oral culture, Jesus didn't have to worry about being original, nor did He; He was free to put together quotes, even cliches, in the way that would be easiest for the audience to remember and understand, and by all indications He did. But the fictional Joshua doesn't try to be either original or memorable. He mumbles. Readers won't go around repeating his words.

Irreverence, incompetence...or reverence? I think it may have been reverence. Anyone who wants to imitate a great writer or speaker can learn to copy the master's word count and rhythm and so on, to produce a credible imitation of the master. Most of us don't, or if we do we destroy those exercises after writing them, because publishing them seems disrespectful. I think it's possible that Girzone chose deliberately to present fictional Joshua as an unimpressive man, more dropout than gifted teacher, because he didn't want to seem to be making a claim either (1) that if Jesus came back to check on His followers He'd try to repeat or improve on His original mission, or (2) that Girzone was trying to channel or even imitate Jesus.

Christians aren't to be saved by Joshua, and so, while Jesus did not hesitate to teach in the temple or demur when addressed as "Rabbi," Joshua does. He teaches, but he's strictly an amateur, a dropout, a craftsman just inside the line that separates struggling artists from bums.

If you accept the premise and read the story, further controversies follow. Joshua tells a Jewish group that "God will be your Messiah." Under the rules of Jesuit sophistry, this is allowable. Would Jesus have used the rules of Jesuit sophistry? Would He have backed away from telling a Jewish audience that Jesus was their Messiah? Let's not rehash that argument here...all I meant to do was mention that this point of controversy exists between the covers of Joshua.

Then, toward the end of the book, Joshua is summoned to Rome for a formal vote on whether or not he should be censured by the Catholic church. The way the book is written, this wouldn't happen. Joshua has not identified himself with the Catholic church; the whole point of this novel is that Joshua frowns on denominationalism and is here to correct each of the denominations he visits. In real life all kinds of preachers do that, and the Catholic church does not censure any of them; it writes them off as Protestants. The summon to Rome makes sense only if we presuppose something the novel avoids saying--that Joshua was some sort of "undercover" Catholic priest or monk who'd been sent out for the purpose of "sheep stealing," enticing Protestants into the Catholic church, which the Catholic church did not officially admit doing in the twentieth century. Very controversial.

Apart from these major points of controversy, is Joshua a nice little meditation on how Christians--who are, after all, committed to imitating Jesus, to the degree that seems respectful to us--should think and behave? I think, on the whole, it is. Joshua's comments on the philosophical errors into which contemporary Christians fall are worth thinking about.

Saturday, June 22, 2024

Friday's Book Review: The Wedding

 Title: The Wedding

Author: Ella Walker Henderson

Date: 2023

Publisher: Ella Walker Henderson

Quote: "I look forward to our joint libraries."

For all who read "The Lady or the Tiger" and liked imagining themselves to be the hot-blooded barbarian princess, here is the opening story in a series about hot-blooded barbarian princesses whose kingdoms are at war. 

Each of these fantasy kingdoms has its "legendaries" who excel at a feat that symbolizes their kingdom isn some way. Jessamine is a princess of a tribe identified with fire; her father's throne room is protected by flames and specially "flameproof" servants. As a princess she's prepared to make a formal marriage for the good of the kingdom, but she's glad to turn down the apparently stupid prince of a tribe further south and take a more scholarly aristocrat from a tribe further north. 

There's not much plot in this "prequel" volume. Jessamine has never thought blue-eyed blonds were attractive but, after the betrothal is announced, she begins to bond with her bridegroom as a friend and decides she likes his face after all. 

And she's involved in a plot to take control of his kingdom. And war with those people further south whose prince she's rejected, whose "legendaries" ride fast horses, can't be far behind.

Ah, the life of a barbarian princess. If it appeals to you, at least as a fantasy in a series of books you can always lay down when you feel like takng a shower or mingling freely with people you trust, this series is for you.

Friday, June 21, 2024

Friday's Poem: Elegant Sufficiency

Right. I saw it this morning. I just needed about a quart of water, a cool breeze, and a chance to doze while the laptop was playing music, for the poem to form in my brain.

A great blue heron:
elegant sufficiency
like perfect haiku

Good night all. I wish everyone a good weekend, far from the brain-melting heat of the cities. This is for Poets & Storytellers United's https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2024/06/friday-writings-132-elegant-sufficiency.html 

Web Log for 6.20.24

How this week has gone: (1) This link log contains one long comment on a headline for which I've yet to read and paste in the complete link; (2) I had it open this morning at dawn, then fell asleep at the computer, woke up, and dashed into town. It's 87 degrees Fahrenheit at the Cat Sanctuary, 92 at the weather station, 100 in Gate City when I climbed into the car in which I rode home, and God have mercy on downtown Kingsport. The warehouse is dark, without windows, but cool and dry. The cats have been doing TV-ad-worthy demonstrations of appreciation of that Pure Life water! 

It's sort of a sad occasion, too. The big moving sale will continue next week, and fresh treasures you've not seen before keep coming to light as things are moved out of the cool dark dry corners of the warehouse, and the long-time-no-see, last-chance-to-see reunions among old friends are always cheerful moments. At the end of the day, though...a lot of charm and color and character is leaving my little old town. The Historical Society came in and begged for their pieces of it. 

(Meanwhile? If you want fourteen matched Christmas-theme glass cups, plus a few more related ones in different sizes and motifs, still in their original cartons, go into the nice cool warehouse and ask. The box of odd antique silverware and kitchenware is still there, too. Likewise the box of fine china plates and platters. Lamps and more lamps are still available, and as floor space has been cleared the lamps have been moved down to highlight the previously covered antique tables. Vintage headboards are there, if you want a headboard for your bed. There is a dark walnut bedroom set with headboard, footboard, mirror mount, and vanity or small writing desk to match. The wood is sable brown but would look like black in a room with pale beige walls and sunbleached fabric. Several wooden dollhouses or birdhouses are there. Lots of pictures and frames are there. You can get fantastic prices when it's 92 degrees in the shade and sellers are loading furniture into cars. Anybody would rather move cash than furniture.)

So I feel sizzled and frazzled...and this weekend I've been challenged to write a research series about a piece of history I've never written about before, even in that European History course I took in university, ages ago. A review of a brand new book, which should have gone live this morning, will appear here on Sunday. This week's poem...we shall see. 

Birds

Ducks and ducklings, and other things:


Music 

Song for Bayer:


Local Warming 

It's worse in summer because of all the heat pumps, pumping hotter air outside even as people run those electric stoves, basement water heaters that get no solar boost, even totally optional gadgets like TVs and computers that heat up the indoors, and the heat pumps put it all outdoors. In winter temperatures at the Cat Sanctuary have been pretty steadily 6 to 7 skinny Fahrenheit degrees lower than temperatures at the weather station. Today, at 9 a.m., we're seeing exactly 60 degrees at the Cat Sanctuary--nice!--71 at the weather station, and you can guess that it's already close to 80 in downtown Kingsport/ Although some places are reporting cold summers and some places are reporting hot summers, some are reporting drought and some are reporting floods, this kind of temperature range between points in cities and nearby rural areas really is constant. Worldwide. True Greens have been monitoring this for more than fifty years; we're only noticing more of it when and where Poison Greens have been allowed to implement changes that increase warming, like increasing urban or suburban population density.

What to do? One tree between every two families in any direction, minimum. Tall buildings are good for unheated warehouse space. Local planning committees should focus on getting rid of apartment blocks and reducing human presence in large commercial buildings. Stack-and-pack is fine for storage space, not acceptable for human beings.

If you keep a central heat pump to regulate temperatures for the whole house, make sure it's programmed to turn on the heater only when the temperature drops below 40 degrees Fahrenheit, the cooler only when the temperature goes above 85. Most of the time temperatures are between those unbearable extremes, so you can let the house breathe naturally. Open or close windows, add or remove layers of clothes, play with a laptop computer for individual heating or wash your hair for individual cooling. Unplug TVs and computers in summer. 

Take out pavement when possible. Reduce driving. Make time to walk to work, school, the store. 

For instant walkability, reverse "zoning" policies. Let new small businesses spring up where people want them. Grocery stores belong in the front room of a house every half-mile or so. Rethink the whole idea of office work to minimize commuting. Whenever people meet in the office, they should discuss how to avoid having to repeat this commute in the future.

Defund organizations that cling to untenable notions of "global" climate change as if the whole world's climate were changing in the same way. That will cut off a very large source of hot air!

Affirm and celebrate the fact that most women can enjoy being aunts--appreciating the company of children without ever for a minute thinking "I want to waddle around with one of those things growing inside me! I haaate my perfect body--I want scars, thyroid failure, diabetes, varicose veins, and torn muscles that will never do their job again! I must be disabled by having babies, more and more babies, even if there's no place for them to live and no work for them to do and even if they grow up unfit to reproduce, because I'm just craaazy about babies! I can't afford to feed or educate them, so they'll grow up brain-damaged and ignorant, but I just haaaaaff to have babies!" Accept that One Child Or None is a good policy for most people. If you want to widen the circle, adopt.

For policy wonks, consider ways to undo the policies that have made the population so uneven that people are still protesting that "there's plenty of room for more people where I live." How can more empty houses be made more affordable to young working parents again? Can huge factory "farms" be broken up without violence? If not, that might be one "war" worth fighting, but can simple tax incentives be used to return agricultural land to family farmers who will take the time to, e.g., dig out weeds rather than spraying poison on fields, so that farm work becomes a pleasant family bonding routine instead of a dangerous industry employing only people who don't want to live long? What about getting family farm names onto the food sold in stores, so people know whose use of chemicals is causing sensitivities to foods nature intended them to be able to eat? What policy reversals do we need to get humans to spread out over the land in a sustainable Green way, building walkable, family-friendly, climate-friendly neighborhoods for themselves?

Moving Sales 

Yes, this is the way they go, and I might mention that despite the large amount of FREE STUFF that's been hauled away from the warehouse already, we keep digging back and discovering more treasures hidden away in there. There is still that beautiful maple dining table, with two drop leaves and a matching wall bracket, as seen on Marketplace. There is still a bookshelf headboard that makes me wish I'd ever had a use for an in-between bed, but no, it's always been twin beds that stack into bunks or line up together into a king-size bed. If you like an in-between bed, run don't walk. There are still some lovely fabric-upholstered chairs, some in deep red colors that would work in a Victorian Red Room. There are still a couple of carloads of lamps. There are still lots of decorative imitations of fruit and flowers to make into holiday- or party-theme centerpieces. I wrapped up some boxes of glass and china; there are still some nice tall water glasses and odd pieces of antique silverware in the warehouse. There are lampshades, and baskets, and all sorts of decorative accessories like curtain rods and rings, coat racks, umbrella stands, magazine racks, fireplace accessories (I didn't know they had andirons but somebody bought a pair today), needlepoint and cane chairs and stools, and just generally everything that a vintage furniture store would have sold in the past four years if the COVID panic hadn't happened. It's worth driving out even from Asheville to see. The display of FREE STUFF continues to be replenished about as fast as people haul it away.


Web Site Changes

As noted, older content is leaving this site. "Older content" is here defined as "our archives up to the point where a majority of the links still work." Some older content will reappear, revised and updated, if the content is still useful. (Recipes, book reviews, and Bad Poetry are likely to reappear. Posts about issues being debated in 2011 are likely to reappear, if at all, in a radically different form. Any viable links from old Link Logs are likely to appear in new Link Logs.) 

Thursday, June 20, 2024

Belated Book Review: Searching for Redemption

Title: Searching for Redemption

Authors: Misty Zaugg, Stephanie Mylchreest, Mike Kraus

Date: 2021

Publisher: Muonic

Quote: "Alpha was the storm's name."

It's climate fiction: If "global warming" really did generate deadlier storms, buckle down for a pair that make Katrina and Rita look tame. In this hypothetical storm season, the human names for the year have been used up, the Weather Service have reverted to calling hurricanes by letters in the Greek alphabet, and Alpha and Beta are bearing down on a set of people who have different attitudes toward hurricanes.

It's vividly written. After a sunny day, under a clear sky, waiting for the moon to rise, after reading this novella I'm braced for the next flash of lightning, asking myself why I'm out here with the laptop . Well, this is Virginia. Killer storms ravage Florida and Mississippi every year; we get rain. But the details of the fictional hurricane almost make me forget that tonight, for once, we're not getting even rain. This story--the novella opens a series--is not for anyone prone to hypertension.

Its intended audience is probably preppers...the sensible kind, like the family in the book, who are preparing to survive the kind of crisis situations they've survived before, like storms and power outages. In the story we watch Alpha and Beta smash into the weak points of each human's storm preparation plan. 

Dave, Brittany, and Lilly are storm chasers, the girls delightedly tagging along with their serious scientist father and enjoying their mother's worries. 

Rayleigh and Avril are homeless drug addicts. Rayleigh's too rebellious and Avril's too scared to leave a private women's shelter for a bigger public shelter in another town. They find a smashed-up liquor store, get some expensive liquor, and start drinking, but those storms just won't let them pass out in peace. The phrase "searching for redemption" is part of Rayleigh's thought processes.

Michael and Danielle are preppers with a beautifully planned and stocked storm shelter under their house...until their house falls in on top of it. 

This story will go on, though lots of sympathetic characters will die. 

If you can stand a "thriller" that reminds you of weak points to shore up in your storm preparation plan,..and of the possibility that, if "Category 6" hurricanes with winds over 200 miles an hour came to exist, something would break down anyway...then this is the series for you.

One of the Recipes for Grandma Bonnie's Veggie Burgers

During Grandma Bonnie Peters' lifetime, the recipe for her Veggie Burgers was an official trade secret. I don't know whether she wrote it down or memorized it. I know that the Veggie Burgers that were sold in stores were made in industrial quantities and shipped out frozen. So this is not the recipe for the popular sage-flavored version some readers may remember eating. The proportions for a family meal's worth of any recipe are different from the proportions for the industrial version. 

Actually, because it was fresh baked, this version tasted better. Actually, finding the recipe brought back long-buried memories of the fun we used to have, cooking with vegetables, before 2009 when most commercially grown vegetables started to have glyphosate sprayed right on the part people ate. Will we ever be able to trust and enjoy vegetables in that way again? 

These Veggie Burgers were developed specifically for use with a low-protein diet. For me, the key to enjoying them is to recognize that they're "burgers" in name only, or resemble hamburgers only in their size and the ways you could heat up pre-frozen ones. They are a vegetable loaf designed for patients eating a low-protein, low-fat diet. The onion and potato give them a savory flavor people on such diets tend to miss, but in protein and calories they're closer to the bun than to the hamburger. If a low-fat, low-protein diet has not been recommended for you, as it was for the patients who inspired GBP to market Veggie Burgers, you can eat these "burgers" with a bean soup or even a meat stew.

Anyway, this was something close to the recipe for Grandma Bonnie's Allergy-Ease Veggie Burgers, in a size you can easily make at home. Some recipes for veggie burgers can be quite elaborate. GBP had worked out a few recipes that were as easy for her to throw together as a vegetable stir-fry or a pan of cornbread.

Ingredients for Family-Size Batch of Sage Veggie Burgers

1 can green beans (a pint-sized can)

2 cups your own vegetable stock

1/2 cup sunflower seed kernels

2 tablespoons oil

2 teaspoons molasses

1/4 cup of a safe soy sauce or Bragg's Liquid Aminos
 
1/4 cup dried onion flakes

1 tablespoon garlic powder

1 teaspoon dried parsley flakes

1 teaspoon dried basil

1 teaspoon paprika

2 teaspoons sage

1 cup rice flour

1-2 cups Betty Crocker Potato Buds (potato flakes) as necessary to make a dough

Salt

Method for Family-Size Batch of Sage Veggie Burgers

Heat the oven to 400 degrees Fahrenheit.

1. Grind the sunflower seed kernels and finely chop the green beans. This is most easily done in the blender or food processor. Drain the beans, saving their liquid to add to your vegetable stock pot or jar, and put them in the blender container.

2. Measure in two cups of vegetable stock. GBP used whatever vegetable cooking and canning liquids she had. Supermarkets sell vegetable stock, but I don't think GBP ever used it. It tends to contain added salt and monosodium glutamate and may contain glyphosate residues. Carrots and celery are key ingredients of traditional vegetable stock; they also soak up glyphosate like sponges. 

3. Blend these ingredients almost completely smooth. Then combine with the others in the blender or in a mixing bowl. Use enough potato flakes to make a wet but cohesive dough. Taste, and add up to a teaspoon of salt as needed. GBP said salt probably wouldn't be needed if you used soy sauce.

4. Shape patties. You will have six burger-sized patties, which will fit nicely on a baking sheet you can oil or line with your Silpat baking sheet liner. 

5. Bake 20 minutes, then turn the pan and check for browning and doneness. They will need to bake 5 or 10 minutes more.

6. Although people who eat wheat could eat these burgers in buns, the burgers are breadlike and make a very bready sandwich. GBP served them with a hot soup, vegetable, or bread and a cold lettuce-tomato-cucumber salad. 

Is It Safe to Make These Veggie Burgers Yet?

The commercial conglomerates refuse to tell you whether commercially sold vegetables, even the ones misleadingly labelled "organic," have been sprayed with glyphosate or something else that may cause symptoms. You have to be vigilant. Know your reactions and, if you have a reaction to vegetables, don't use that kind again. 

However, people have been complaining about and not using glyphosate-sprayed veg for several years now, and most companies have taken heed. My experience has been that green beans are usually fit to eat these days. Potatoes are riskier, but often safe. Rice and spices are usually safe to eat. If you have good sources of unsprayed vegetables, it's safe to enjoy these Veggie Burgers. Soy sauce is the ingredient in this recipe that is most likely to be contaminated. If you can't find glyphosate-free soy sauce, substitute a a little more vegetable broth and use the full teaspoon of salt.

And if GBP had not clung to the idea that "vegetables are so good for us, we should keep on eating them even if they're poisoned," she might have lived longer. So be careful about using vegetables. I love vegetables and recommend eating them when you can, but stop using them if you find that they contain glyphosate or other poisons.