the buzz on bee’s wings

Tuesday, June 28th, 2011

I took this picture in a client’s garden a few weeks ago, and found myself instantly enamored with the detail in the bee’s wings. Constantly carrying a camera on me, paired with constantly being amongst dirt and the like, tends to make for great pictures. This bee picture being one of them, as it quickly became my muse on the subject of bee’s wings.

The Western or European honey bee (Apis mellifera) have two pairs of wings, the fore wing being larger and the hind being the smaller of the two. Each wing is flat, thin, membranous and strengthened by various veins. The wings have 8 sets of muscles that move these wings in the precise way necessary for flight. A honey bee’s wings are arranged in two pairs that are coupled together by a row of hooks on the hind wing that grip in a groove that exists on the rear edge of the fore wing. As the wings unfold for flight the hooks automatically fall into the groove and lock the two wings into a single aerofoil surface. Although the wings are coupled they are still relatively flexible due to a chemical that moves through the hollow veins. This traveling chemical allows for the wings to bend considerably while in flight.

However, just flapping the wings does not result in flight. The driving force results from a propeller-like twist given to each wing during the upstroke and the down-stroke. Slight variations in the actual angles of the wings determine whether the bee hovers, moves forwards or turns. When bees need to compensate for heavier cargo, they don’t flap their wings faster – they stretch out their wing stroke amplitude. This way of compensation, has spurred much research for model designs for aircrafts that hover in place, and can carry loads for disaster relief efforts.

Honey bees have an incredibly rapid wing beat. The fruit fly (that is 1/8th the size) flaps it’s wings 200 times each second – the much larger honey bee flaps 230 times per second (this is just for hovering – not transporting pollen, etc.). As an insect gets smaller, their aerodynamic performance decreases and to compensate they tend to flaps their wings faster. A honey bee can fly for up to six miles in one flight, and as fast as 15 miles per hour.

Bees buzz by generating rapid wing-beats that create wind vibrations, which people hear as buzzing. The larger the bee, the slower the wing beat, and lower the buzzing. Other bees, such as bumblebees, are capable of vibrating their wing muscles and thorax (one form of buzzing) while visiting flowers – this helps shake pollen off flowers for easier collection. Honey bees are incapable of this kind of pollen collection, thus quiet while foraging. Bees use their wings for flight, as well as thermoregulation, hive communication, and pollen harvest/collection.

Interesting, no?

Agenda Pushing = Happy Summer Solstice

Tuesday, June 21st, 2011

The solstice arrives today, June 21st as the sun enters the sign of Cancer. The solstice occurs exactly (10:16am for West Coast) when the Earth’s axial tilt is most inclined toward the sun. Although the solstice is an instant in time, the whole day/week is usually celebrated in most cultures. In the northern hemisphere, the Summer solstice is the longest day of the year, marking the first day of Summer in some cultures, and a overall separation in seasons. In the plant world, Spring’s fresh new growth grounds itself in Summer’s seeming boundless energy, warmth, and abundance. Veggies planted in the Spring have firmly taken root, set fruit and are starting to ripen. Vines that have been planted young in the Spring, are tightly clinging to their trellis and in full bloom. And flowers that were spindly the past couple months, are full of hardy green growth and are blooming up a storm. This time of year, expresses nature’s rich abundance, fertility and fullness of life.

Historically this day is celebrated by festivals, big and small, all having to do with honoring the sun and nature. Check out solstice rituals and celebrations from across the world… here, here, here, here, here, here, and here.

I am celebrating the Summer solstice by having a few friends over for a dinner, and forcing them to be a bit more pagan then they’d probably like to be. Incense, sage and cedar will be burning, food and flowers will be in abundance, and Champagne will inevitably be flowing. Hippy music might be playing faintly in the back ground. I’m planning on wow-ing them with my esoteric and slightly pseudoscientific Summer solstice facts, then having them join me in mandatory garden tours. Nothing like secretly pushing your agenda on your friends, while disguising it in yummy food and slight drunkenness.

What is your agenda, you ask?

In a nut shell, a little extra gratitude and amazement toward this seasonal change and in nature in general.

If it’s not your style to dance around naked honoring the sun, lay in the dirt and intention your ass off (this means make intentions, not intention your ass to be smaller, however it could be one in the same), or meditate with a crystal on every square inch of your body – then a simple nod of gratitude to this fabulous planet we live on will suffice.

Go outside, soak in the sun, and talk to a plant or ten… Happy Summer Solstice.

 


“Whatever is dreamed on this night, will come to pass.”

- William Shakespeare – Acknowledging the Magic of This Time…A Mid-Summer Night’s Dream

Petal Power

Friday, May 13th, 2011

The perfect Thursday night includes a recipe of the following:


- One giant bowl filled with Calendula, Lavender, Pansies, three types of Roses and Sweet Peas.

- One steaming bathtub filled with water.

- Candles. So many lit candles that smoke detectors could possibly go off.

- Cold Champagne.

- No one else in your house (this is key!).

 

You shall not pass.

Monday, May 9th, 2011

Open the latch on the little gate that guards my front door, and you will be greeted by two barking dogs in a window, roses (‘Benjamin Britten’) in full bloom, and a riot of color to the left and right of you. You will also find a smattering of nasturtium sprawled across the few steps leading to the door. By now, anyone in my life worth a grain of cottonseed meal knows not to walk up the front steps, avoiding a potential and unforgivable accident of squashing my annual’s orgy (*note that it reads “annual’s orgy”, not “annual orgy”). I’ve noticed the entrance to my house has slowly evolved into the fabulous little hermitage I’ve always wanted. The nasturtium and lavender are like constantly vigil bouncers, turning their foliage away when confronted by any non-plant like being, saying “too filled with flowers to allow for people, sucks for you.”.

And the sweet peas occasionally attack if you smell too close. Beware and enjoy.

Garden Apothecary

Friday, May 6th, 2011

Dirty Girl Clean has been renamed to Garden Apothecary.

Check out my new etsy site, too! I have four new scents that are fabulous, and available for sugar scrubs and water refreshers!

These are all hand-made in the wee hours between being dirty and sleep… Enjoy!

Where’s the party at?

Monday, April 11th, 2011

Here is my interpretation of snails at a rave.

(Brought to you by us propagating succulents and grasses, and scraping off the clusters of asshole snails off each one gallon, plastic container. I can’t express how revolting it is to feel snail goo imbedded in your finger nails, before 10am. Ungodly.)

Botanical climbers

Tuesday, March 15th, 2011

I’m not talking about the always effusive ‘Altissimo’ climbing rose or an over zealous Jasmine vine. I’m talking about social climbing in the garden world, mostly seen in plant descriptions on website and online nurseries. Here’s an example of what I mean:

“Clematis are the aristocrat of climbers; their rich hues and varied bloom times enable the gardener to have masses of bloom from late winter to late fall. “

I’m assuming they mean that clematis is hobnobbing with nobility, spending “old money” and purchasing vast acres of land? The latter being why they sprawl out so much?

In any event, this got me thinking about my own social class and where I would fit in. Is my gardening style and plant preference indicative of French Revolution or kombucha-pushing Berkeley farmer? Am I a lady who lunches kind of gardener, or an antiquated clodhopper?

I’ve tried to get in with the Boronia crowd. A few years back I had a brief but thrilling affair with one in my old garden, but since never have really tried to rekindle anything. It’s a botanical social circle I just don’t seem to fit into – they have uptight drainage needs, and I have an unacceptable amount of clay soil. Rhododendrons are another class I just can’t get with. We’ve both actively tried to spend some time together, rubbing shoulders at landscape design events and garden parties – I’ve even made the gesture of planting some for a few clients. But neither one of us feels at home with the other, keeping our guards up and realizing things could end badly.

I’d like to think it’s not my style to climb a social class, but rather to sprout a new one. Cultivating one part cover crops, one part annies annuals, another part heirloom veggie seed with a smattering of vertical succulent growing. Oh, and mushroom compost.

A flute of cuvée de prestige doesn’t hurt either.

Another literary accomplishment…

Monday, March 14th, 2011

Yep.

Monday.

Just another day designing gardens, planting in the mud, and becoming even more famous yet again in this month’s People Style Watch magazine. Sometimes it’s hard being really, really famous – but most of the time I try to remember how my fame is used for good, and my literary accomplishments continue to mount (literary accomplishments being the three sentence interview they printed about me ranting about terrariums – the last sentence being misquoted and I’m pretty sure grammatically incorrect)(Needless to say, run to the newsstands!).

But as long as we are on the subject… here are a few of my favorite links for all things Terrarium. Including a short video of the latest addition to my botanical family.

Vessels -

anthro

candle holder = potential air plant hermitage

simple glass vial for moss keeping

 

What to grow -

air plants

another for good measure

pitcher plants

or of course, Rob

 

Etc. -

entire terrarium

moss

marimos video

If plant recognition exists, can plants have an orgy?

Thursday, February 24th, 2011

Ongoing studies suggest (notice I say, suggest) that plants not only recognize their kin (their own species, not including a different cultivar) but act aggressive to “strangers”, or different species trying to grow in their root space. There are many articles to read on this subject which led me to staying in my office for far too long last night, freezing – but intrigued in the topic and debate. I scrolled through some pictures I took earlier in the day, and noticed all the botanical kin recognizing and un-recognizing  going on in my own garden. The pot of annuals, happily co mingling together. The lone Aloe – who’s roots expand frighteningly fast without another to crowd it out. And the Buddlea – that committed suicide last week from being associated with the Oxalis that reseeded in the same pot (or because it was really cold).

Stop and think about the relationships in your garden, I bet there are a plethora of plant liaisons. I can’t even count how many orgies I am hosting in my garden. For instance, the pleasure pot you see in the main image is a menagerie of Echeveria (not sure the species, it was a cutting/gift from a grower), Sedum (Sedum angelina), Arctotis (Arctotis acaulis) and the always fabulous Penstemon ‘Blue Springs’ (Penstemon heterophyllus). They grow wonderfully together and are clearly not recognizing that they are different species and should possibly be orgy-ing with only themselves (can you orgy with just yourself?). Maybe, kin recognition is limited to in ground planting, and the secret rule is when planted in a pot – all bets are off. It sure looks that way – that Sedum’s inhibitions are completely gone, it seems.

Adversely, the Gunnera is self loving (or self soothing… that’s a whole different post) in this wretched cold weather. No orgies for this prehistoric plant.

What kind of orgies do you have going on right now?

Natural Aphrodisiacs

Monday, February 14th, 2011


Ipomea suducing the nasturtium


*To the poor, poor souls who hate Valentine’s Day… find another blog post to read. But if you love Valentine’s Day, and want to spice it up naturally…  continue below.

Her breath is like honey spiced with cloves,

Her mouth delicious as a ripened mango.

To press kisses on her skin is to taste the lotus,

The deep cave of her navel hides a store of spices

What pleasure lies beyond, the toungue knows,

But cannot speak of it.

- Srngarakarika, Kumaradadatta, 12th century


Valentine’s Day is for lovers… in what ever capacity you like to love. So, in tribute to love, here are some veggies and spices you may want to bring to the dinner table tonight – or every night for that matter.


Anise (Pimpinella anisum) a fabulous ingredient for making jams, cookies, salad dressings, and liqueurs. (*Also fabulous in sugar scrub form)Anise is the base for Pernod, a liqueur fashionable in 19th century Europe, when drunk in excess leads to madness and death. Drunk in smaller doses, it is said to induce “lust in newlyweds” and to cure impotence.

Dill (Anethum graveolens) The leaves are used especially with fish, and the seeds in salad dressings, baking, breads and eaten raw for good digestion. Is said to instigate arousal within one hour (or your money back!). Plus… the leaves are good for tickling.

Parsley (Petroselinum crispum) Sooo that’s why parsley is on the side of every dish! Some texts say that parsley, prepared as a balm for rubbing on one’s body (erogenous zones), produces hallucinations before climax.

Asparagus (Asparagus officinalis) Quite possibly the finest of all in the vegetable kingdom. They taste great, fun to eat and phallic… what else could one want? In Sheikh Nefzawi’s The Perfumed Garden, we find several recipes for reviving the enthusiasm of exhausted lovers: “He who boils asparagus and then fries them in fat, adding egg yolks and powdered condiments, and eats this dish daily, will see his desire and his powers considerably fortified.”

Carrot (Daucus carota) Otherwise known as the “widow’s consolation” (I guess it would be a consolation, depending on the slouch you were with…), carrots were first cultivated in the Europe in the 16th century and were brought to America by the fist English colonists. Due to the vitamin A content and its shape, it is ascribed the power to feed sexual appetites… in one way or another.

Garbanzo (Cicer arietinum) In The Perfumed Garden the young Abu El Heidja fulfills the Herculean task of deflowering 80 virgins in a single night (wow, a good night at the club!), all thanks to a meal with an abundance of garbanzo beans.

Truffle Also called “testicle of the earth” (how sweet!) this fungus has an intense scent and a sensual flavor that, unless you were dead, will be sure to illicit your sensual side.