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USA Spring and Summer 2001 - Wildflowers of New York State, North East American Wildflowers, Wildlife and scenes around the Lamont-Doherty Earth Observatory of Columbia University, Palisades, New York, USA

The rarity of seeing mid morning wildflowers; skyscapes; birdlife; butterflies (meant in the singular) and scenes of LDEO, Columbia Univ., Palisades, N.Y., USA - 9th June 2001

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[Summary of observed LDEO, New York State Wild Flowers : North East American Wildflowers]
[USA 2001 LDEO, Columbia University, Palisades, New York, Flora and Fauna pages]
[UK 1999/2000 Nature pages, English wild flowers / wildlife, SkyCam, flame clouds, fellwalking, etc]

Garlic Mustard (Alliaria petiolata) Garlic Mustard (Alliaria petiolata) Mouse-ear Chickweed (Cerastium fontanum) Yellow Hawkweed; King Devil (Hieracium caespitosum; Hieracium pratense; Hieracium floribundum) Yellow Hawkweed; King Devil (Hieracium caespitosum; Hieracium pratense; Hieracium floribundum)
Garlic Mustard (Alliaria petiolata) Garlic Mustard (Alliaria petiolata) Mouse-ear Chickweed (Cerastium fontanum) Yellow Hawkweed; King Devil (Hieracium caespitosum; Hieracium pratense; Hieracium floribundum) Yellow Hawkweed; King Devil (Hieracium caespitosum; Hieracium pratense; Hieracium floribundum)
Yellow Hawkweed; King Devil (Hieracium caespitosum; Hieracium pratense; Hieracium floribundum) Yellow Hawkweed; King Devil (Hieracium caespitosum; Hieracium pratense; Hieracium floribundum) Common Speedwell (Veronica officinalis) Common Speedwell (Veronica officinalis) Common Speedwell (Veronica officinalis)
Yellow Hawkweed; King Devil (Hieracium caespitosum; Hieracium pratense; Hieracium floribundum) Yellow Hawkweed; King Devil (Hieracium caespitosum; Hieracium pratense; Hieracium floribundum) Common Speedwell (Veronica officinalis) Common Speedwell (Veronica officinalis) Common Speedwell (Veronica officinalis)
Common Speedwell (Veronica officinalis) Scenes of LDEO, Columbia Univ., Palisades, N.Y., USA Skyscapes of LDEO, Columbia Univ., Palisades, N.Y., USA Skyscapes of LDEO, Columbia Univ., Palisades, N.Y., USA Birdlife of LDEO, Columbia Univ., Palisades, N.Y., USA
Common Speedwell (Veronica officinalis) Scenes of LDEO, Columbia Univ., Palisades, N.Y., USA Skyscapes of LDEO, Columbia Univ., Palisades, N.Y., USA Skyscapes of LDEO, Columbia Univ., Palisades, N.Y., USA Birdlife of LDEO, Columbia Univ., Palisades, N.Y., USA
Butterflies of LDEO, Columbia Univ., Palisades, N.Y., USA Blue-eyed Grass (Sisyrinchium angustifolium) Blue-eyed Grass (Sisyrinchium angustifolium)
Butterflies of LDEO, Columbia Univ., Palisades, N.Y., USA Blue-eyed Grass (Sisyrinchium angustifolium) Blue-eyed Grass (Sisyrinchium angustifolium)

Flowers That Flutter
(Mary Katzenberger) 

Butterflies of many colors
  O how beautiful you flutter
Where do you come from?
  You take and ask none
Following the sun
  Happy with fun
Taking flowers of many colors
  On a wing
    For your earth mother

Acquainted with the Night
(Robert Frost 1874-1963)

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
O luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

Auguries of Innocence
(William Blake - 1757-1827)

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.

A Robin Red breast in a Cage
Puts all Heaven in a Rage.
A dove house fill'd with doves & Pigeons
Shudders Hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his Master's Gate
Predicts the ruin of the State.
A Horse misus'd upon the Road
Calls to Heaven for Human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted Hare
A fibre from the Brain does tear.
A Skylark wounded in the wing,
A Cherubim does cease to sing.
The Game Cock clipp'd and arm'd for fight
Does the Rising Sun affright.
Every Wolf's & Lion's howl
Raises from Hell a Human Soul.
The wild deer, wand'ring here & there,
Keeps the Human Soul from Care.
The Lamb misus'd breeds public strife
And yet forgives the Butcher's Knife.
The Bat that flits at close of Eve
Has left the Brain that won't believe.
The Owl that calls upon the Night
Speaks the Unbeliever's fright.
He who shall hurt the little Wren
Shall never be belov'd by Men.
He who the Ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by Woman lov'd.
The wanton Boy that kills the Fly
Shall feel the Spider's enmity.
He who torments the Chafer's sprite
Weaves a Bower in endless Night.
The Catterpillar on the Leaf
Repeats to thee thy Mother's grief.
Kill not the Moth nor Butterfly,
For the Last Judgement draweth nigh.
He who shall train the Horse to War
Shall never pass the Polar Bar.
The Beggar's Dog & Widow's Cat,
Feed them & thou wilt grow fat.
The Gnat that sings his Summer's song
Poison gets from Slander's tongue.
The poison of the Snake & Newt
Is the sweat of Envy's Foot.
The poison of the Honey Bee
Is the Artist's Jealousy.
The Prince's Robes & Beggars' Rags
Are Toadstools on the Miser's Bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the Lies you can invent.
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for Joy & Woe;
And when this we rightly know
Thro' the World we safely go.
Joy & Woe are woven fine,
A Clothing for the Soul divine;
Under every grief & pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.
The Babe is more than swadling Bands;
Throughout all these Human Lands
Tools were made, & born were hands,
Every Farmer Understands.
Every Tear from Every Eye
Becomes a Babe in Eternity.
This is caught by Females bright
And return'd to its own delight.
The Bleat, the Bark, Bellow & Roar
Are Waves that Beat on Heaven's Shore.
The Babe that weeps the Rod beneath
Writes Revenge in realms of death.
The Beggar's Rags, fluttering in Air,
Does to Rags the Heavens tear.
The Soldier arm'd with Sword & Gun,
Palsied strikes the Summer's Sun.
The poor Man's Farthing is worth more
Than all the Gold on Afric's Shore.
One Mite wrung from the Labrer's hands
Shall buy & sell the Miser's lands:
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole Nation sell & buy.
He who mocks the Infant's Faith
Shall be mock'd in Age & Death.
He who shall teach the Child to Doubt
The rotting Grave shall ne'er get out.
He who respects the Infant's faith
Triumph's over Hell & Death.
The Child's Toys & the Old Man's Reasons
Are the Fruits of the Two seasons.
The Questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to Reply.
He who replies to words of Doubt
Doth put the Light of Knowledge out.
The Strongest Poison ever known
Came from Caesar's Laurel Crown.
Nought can deform the Human Race
Like the Armour's iron brace.
When Gold & Gems adorn the Plow
To peaceful Arts shall Envy Bow.
A Riddle or the Cricket's Cry
Is to Doubt a fit Reply.
The Emmet's Inch & Eagle's Mile
Make Lame Philosophy to smile.
He who Doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you Please.
If the Sun & Moon should doubt
They'd immediately Go out.
To be in a Passion you Good may do,
But no Good if a Passion is in you.
The Whore & Gambler, by the State
Licenc'd, build that Nation's Fate.
The Harlot's cry from Street to Street
Shall weave Old England's winding Sheet.
The Winner's Shout, the Loser's Curse,
Dance before dead England's Hearse.
Every Night & every Morn
Some to Misery are Born.
Every Morn & every Night
Some are Born to sweet Delight.
Some ar Born to sweet Delight,
Some are born to Endless Night.
We are led to Believe a Lie
When we see not Thro' the Eye
Which was Born in a Night to Perish in a Night
When the Soul Slept in Beams of Light.
God Appears & God is Light
To those poor Souls who dwell in the Night,
But does a Human Form Display
To those who Dwell in Realms of day.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
(Robert Frost 1874-1963)

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

The Brook
(Alfred Lord Tennyson 1809-1892)

I come from haunts of coot and hern,
I make a sudden sally
And sparkle out among the fern,
To bicker down a valley.

By thirty hills I hurry down,
Or slip between the ridges,
By twenty thorpes, a little town,
And half a hundred bridges.

Till last by Philip's farm I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on for ever.

I chatter over stony ways,
In little sharps and trebles,
I bubble into eddying bays,
I babble on the pebbles.

With many a curve my banks I fret
By many a field and fallow,
And many a fairy foreland set
With willow-weed and mallow.

I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on for ever.

I wind about, and in and out,
With here a blossom sailing,
And here and there a lusty trout,
And here and there a grayling,

And here and there a foamy flake
Upon me, as I travel
With many a silvery waterbreak
Above the golden gravel,

And draw them all along, and flow
To join the brimming river
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on for ever.

I steal by lawns and grassy plots,
I slide by hazel covers;
I move the sweet forget-me-nots
That grow for happy lovers.

I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance,
Among my skimming swallows;
I make the netted sunbeam dance
Against my sandy shallows.

I murmur under moon and stars
In brambly wildernesses;
I linger by my shingly bars;
I loiter round my cresses;

And out again I curve and flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on for ever.

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[Summary of observed LDEO, New York State Wild Flowers : North East American Wildflowers]
[USA 2001 LDEO, Columbia University, Palisades, New York, Flora and Fauna pages]
[UK 1999/2000 Nature pages, English wild flowers / wildlife, SkyCam, flame clouds, fellwalking, etc]
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