Monday, October 17, 2022

Continuing Rehab Walking There Again

 

Coming off a successful walk last weekend at Backbone State Park, Tammy and I took a moment to stop at the trail to Malanaphy Springs on the way home after our god-daughter, Turi's wedding.  The last time we walked this trail was a little over eleven months ago.  Even though that prior walk was in November, it was actually a bit warmer (and sunnier) that time around.  The biggest difference was the absence of any leaves on the trees that time.

Ok.  That, and last time we got to see and hear Pileated Woodpeckers.

This time around, we got to view the trail with some nice greens and yellows, along with some brown leaves (of course). 

One of the neat things about Fall walks in the woods is that you can take in that earthy/leafy smell as you go down the path.  It is usually a bit more prominent on a day that features a bit more sunshine, but it was present this time around.  And we were serenaded with the sound of wind through the drying leaves.

We were noticing, on the walk back, that there were maples, elms, oaks and numerous other trees in this woodland.  While there were many downed, older trees - we also noticed many younger trees.  It looked like the maple seedlings and saplings were the most plentiful, but we observed other young trees as well.

I actually like taking photos on days that aren't terribly bright because it is easier to show the depth of your surroundings.  Of course, a wooded area that has a good canopy and decent leaf cover provides enough shade to make it easier to handle those bright days.

I think the pictures I took this time around show a nice contrast between the darker shades in the tree trunks with everything else.  And it was refreshing to see the different shades going from green to yellow.

The goal for this walk is typically to get to the cold water springs (and waterfall) at the end of the trail.  We were not entirely sure that Tammy would be able to go that far, but she made it.  Upon arriving there, she found a good stump to sit on so she could just soak in the sights for a while and get a little more energy for the return walk.

While she got a break, I decided to meander around the stream and see what other pictures I could take.  I got some that looked upstream towards the source where Malanaphy exits the rocks and I took other s that looked down to the waterfall that drops to the Upper Iowa River.


While we were in the area of springs, the sun decided to make a quick appearance.  I think we were both pretty happy to get a few rays peeking through the tree canopy.  It was a bit like having a friend tell us that they were glad to see us there. 

A little extra light provided a little bit more texture on the waters of the Upper Iowa by reflecting a patch of blue back at me.  I just happened to be looking at the right time and decided to see how that would look in a picture.  

 

By the time we returned to the car, Tammy was probably feeling like she had put in about as much of a hike as she should at this point in her rehabilitation.  We were told that Achilles surgery has a long road to recovery, but it is one thing to be told such a thing and another thing to live the experience.  That said, she is recovering well and we're thinking it might be a good strategy to try to set aside time to take these walks each weekend.

I am not sure where we'll go next.  But, it certainly was a good walk with my friend at Malanaphy Springs.

Sunday, October 16, 2022

On the Verso - Postal History Sunday

Welcome to Postal History Sunday, featured weekly on the Genuine Faux Farm blog and the GFF Postal History blog.  If you take this link, you can view every edition of Postal History Sunday, starting with this one (the most recent always shows up at the top).

This is the place where I like to share something I enjoy - postal history - with anyone who is interested.  It does not matter if you are a long time member of the hobby or if you were just passing by and wondered what was going on here.  It is my hope and intention that my writing is accessible to all levels of interest and that you will find enjoyment in the reading.  Perhaps, we might also all learn something new while we are at it!

Put on those fuzzy slippers, grab a favorite beverage, and lock those troubles in the shed for at least a little while. Join me as I see where some old postal items take us.

Traveling Europe

This week, I thought I would focus on what we can learn on the BACK of a piece of mail.  Some people would call this side of an envelope or folded letter "the verso," hence the title of this Postal History Sunday.  And, since that is our focus this week, I took the liberty of doing things backwards with our first item and showing you the verso first.

This one has a whole lot of things going on - which is why I selected it to go first.  I am hoping to make the point that the back side of a piece of letter mail can be just as valuable (and sometimes more valuable) in our quest to read the history that surrounds a particular item.  We can trace a significant amount of the travels for this letter by reading the multiple postal markings shown here.  We can learn that the representative for the United States in Florence had something to do with this item. And, we can even see some evidence of prior collectors of this particular piece of postal history.

The postal markings we can see here are:

  • London May 15
  • Susa Modane May 19(?) 1865
  • Firenze May 19
  • Pontelagoscuro Ferrara May 20
  • Venezia May 21
  • Distributione I

That's quite a bit of information on the travels of this particular letter.  It was in London, then it went through France and entered Italy via the tunnel at Modane (Susa Modane).  It went to Florence (Firenze) in Italy, then it went East to Ferrara on its way to Venice (Venezia).  The last marking tells us that the first delivery of the mail by the postal carriers in Venice took the letter to its destination.

There is another circular marking that is not a postal marking - it was applied at the U.S. Consulate General's office in Florence.  The Consulate General was (and still is) "responsible for the welfare and whereabouts of US citizens traveling and residing abroad."  The existence of this marking gives us a clue that the letter was probably to a traveling US citizen who was in Italy in May of 1865.

The last piece of information has nothing to do with the postal history of this envelope.  Instead, it tells us a couple of things about the ownership history of this particular item.  Henry C. Gibson was an individual who had a significant collection of United States postal history that was sold in a sale offered by Philip Ward in 1944.  This particular envelope was sold in that sale.  

But, if you look at the pencil markings at the right, you will see the name "Hyzen" and some other letters.  Leon Hyzen was an individual who collected postal history with the 24 cent postage stamp I also enjoy.  So, it appears this letter was also in his collection.

So, what does the front look like?

The verso actually told us a great deal, but the front shows us that this is an even more complex story.  This letter was initially mailed in Boston to London, England.  A 24-cent US stamp was applied to pay the postage required to get it from Boston to London.  Our traveler, Mrs. Abbot Lawrence was apparently not in London.  But, since the letter had been sent to the Baring Brothers (a company that supported travelers with banking and communications services), they knew to forward the letter to Florence, Italy.  To do that, they paid the British postage to go from London to Italy (6 pence).

Baring Brothers knew to send that letter to Florence.  Since the Consulate General's job was to know the whereabouts of US citizens in Italy, the Consulate sent the letter on to the "Hotel de l'Europe" in Venezia (Venice)

It all ends up to a be an interesting "merry chase" cover.

Hey, you!  Look on the back!

 

Sometimes, the front of a piece of postal history holds a clue that it is important for a clerk or postal customer to look on the back for an explanation. The item shown above was mailed in Chambery, France to a local address.  There is a small notation at the lower right that reads "au dos," which essentially means "on the back."

And, so, our curiosity peaked, we look on the verso to see what is there that needs to be known.

On the back is the word "Inconnu," which indicates that the individual is "unknown."  In other words, this person could not be found by the postal service and there was apparently no way to know where to forward it.  So, this item was returned to the sender and the combination of "au dos" on the front and "inconnu" on the back gave them the reason for that return.

The contents of this official notice from the tribunal in Chambery is a summons for an appearance in court.  The bottom letter informs the recipient that they may assign a substitute to appear and that failure to appear would incur a fine.  Apparently, the addressee was not located, so I find it likely a fine was levied...and I also guess they didn't see this person again without a little additional searching.

 Postage on the back might mean something different

Two weeks ago, we showed an item that had postage stamps on the back that indicated that the postage had not been paid and needed to be paid by the recipient.  This time around, we're going to look at a case where postage on the back meant something different.

The 1889 envelope shown above was mailed from England to France.  Two and a half pence in postage stamps paid for the cost of letter mail between the two countries.  However, the envelope has a big, blue "R" at the top left and the words "Registered Letter" on the top.  Registration of the mail provided additional tracking services and better security for valuable items.  This service required more postage beyond the 2 1/2 pence.

And here is proof of payment for the registration of this letter on the verso.  In this case, special envelopes were created for registered letters with the postage amount pre-printed on the envelope. Sometimes in some postal systems,  regular postage stamps were placed on the verso to show payment of registration.  Just another reason to look on the back to figure out the rest of the story.

Sealed with a kiss... or maybe just wax


Here is another registered letter, but this time the postage for letter mail and registration was placed on the front.  But, the back shows us some other things of interest.


Registered letters often held valuable contents, so it was important to make sure the letter was well-sealed and that there was evidence that the seal had not been broken prior to its arrival at the destination.  In the mid-1800s it was common to use black or red wax to provide that seal.  If you look closely, you will see that each of the wax seals are applied at points where the flaps of the envelope meet.

And sometimes, there was evidence that tells us a little something about the sender of a given letter.  Perhaps, with a little bit of time, I could track down who Cesare de Antoni in Milano was in 1869, when this registered letter was mailed.  

But, as you know, time has a way to making us all look a bit foolish and I was unable to complete that task prior to the Sunday launch.

And sometimes the back is just where the postage goes

Just because one country opted to have the postage shown on the same side as the address panel, doesn't mean another country must follow suit.  In India and Southeast Asia, there was a period of time where it was typical to place the evidence of postage paid on the verso.  

Shown above is a letter mailed in 1914 from Singapore to Devakota in India.  Address information is provided in multiple languages, including the suggestion that this item be sent via Colombo.  There is also a Singapore postmark at the top right.  What isn't visible here is evidence of postage paid or postage owed.  

So, we look to the verso.

Ahhh!  There it is.  Postage paid and a Singapore postmark on the stamp to prevent it from being re-used.  There are even postmarks showing that the letter was received in Devakota.

And now you all know why I flip each piece of postal history over to view the verso.  While it is not always the case, the back often provides more to the story.

Thank you again for joining me this week with Postal History Sunday.  Have a great remainder of your day and a fine week to come!

Friday, October 14, 2022

Two "Longest Days" with Significant Events

 

Two of the longest days of year at the Genuine Faux Farm are the ones where we take the turkeys to "the Park" and then to "Freezer Camp" or their "Forever Homes."  And, I am happy to report that both farmers survived those two days in 2022.

These two days were technically Wednesday and Thursday this past week.  But, in reality, it all started on Tuesday night.

Why Tuesday night?  Well, the preparation for how things must go on Wednesday begins then.  For example, we knew the turkeys had to stay in their shelter on Wednesday rather than allowing them back out on pasture.  That meant we had to bring in waterers and make sure they were full and make sure the room was ready for birds that were used to being outdoors.

Yes, the turkeys spent each night in this room.  So, it's not like they were unfamiliar with it.  But, we were certain they weren't going to be terribly pleased with the next day's situation - so we took time to make things as comfortable for them as we were able.

This year, we had a nice little extra activity added to our "take the turkeys to the Park" day.  It came in the form of a trip for an appointment in Waterloo at 6:45 AM for a "medical thing."  No, not an emergency.  Let's just say that when it was scheduled there were likely limited choices AND when you look at this sort of thing three weeks before the event, it doesn't SEEM like it will be a big deal.

But, when you find yourself staring one of the "longest days" in the eyes and you're driving to get to a medical appointment, you have to doubt the wisdom of choosing that day.  After all, this felt like it deserved to be a "significant event" all by itself for Wednesday.  And, if we can help it, we like to spread our "significant events" out a little bit.

Guess we failed this time around.

The other significant event was the trip to the Park with the turkeys.  That event starts earlier in the day.  The truck gets cleaned out and straw gets put into the bed.  The electric net fencing and the charger and grounding rod get removed.  A ramp is located and moved to the building entrace and the truck (Chumley) is moved to that entrance.  There is most certainly more to it than that - but I think you begin to get the point.

Meanwhile, Rob and Tammy both did their level best to work a full day at each of their jobs - Tammy at Wartburg and Rob at PAN.

The actual trip to the Park is actually two trips.  Our flock this year was 67 birds - too many to put into the truck at one time.  So, we load up a batch of about half of the birds.  Drive to Greene from Tripoli (about 45 minutes).  Unload that group.  Drive back to the farm.  Load up the second half... rinse and repeat...

The kicker is that the birds are less stressed by this process (and it is easier for the farmers) if we wait until nightfall to begin.  That's not so terribly late this time of year - but we still found ourselves getting home from the last trip after 11 PM.  

That's just day one.

Day two requires a fair amount of clean up.  The straw has to come out of the truck and then the back of the truck needs to be cleaned and sanitized.  By this time of year, things are a bit chillier so the process is a bit less enjoyable than it is when we take broiler chickens in.  

Well, ok.  To be honest, this process is usually a bit less than enjoyable anyway.  But, it has to be done. Of course, we also have to prepare ourselves by finding all of the equipment we need to load, transport and deliver the birds.  

This year, thankfully, was easier for us than it has been in years past.  We have been moving towards raising turkeys for a couple of "larger accounts."  This year, each of those accounts took thirty birds each, leaving us with only seven.  So, if some of you are wondering why we did not promote the turkeys this year - that's why.  We've been executing some of the changes to the farm and we're continuing to evolve.  One of the many changes we have been making have to do with reducing the labor requirement while still keeping our hand in farming.  

Dealing with trying to sell sixty some turkeys to sixty some different buyers is just one of those things.  It is so much easier to take thirty one place and thirty to another place.  One of the buyers is Local Foods Connection - a non profit that arranged to purchase food from Iowa's farmers and distributes them to families that need that food.  That's a pretty good motivator for us to continue to raise a flock.

Well - there you have it.  We survived two of our longest days at the Genuine Faux Farm in 2022.  I even had enough energy to write a little bit about it at the end of the second day.

The real question is this - was I awake enough to make any sense?  I think it might be time to catch some zzz's.

Thursday, October 13, 2022

Not Smart Enough

The following is a Faux Real Story that I first shared in October of 2019.  It received some good feedback and I think it is a valuable story to re-tell, so I offer it as a Throwback Thursday offering.  Complete with a few edits to make it "even better," if that is possible!

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the scene of the crime?

I still clearly remember my second trip to the elementary school library when I was in the first grade.  I know that might seem odd that I would remember the second trip, but I think you'll get it once the story is completed.  I only vaguely recall the first trip when the entire class of 25 students went to get a tour.  The librarian (and our teacher) showed us the 'section' where the books 'for first graders' was located.  The librarian probably waved her hands around at the rest of the shelves a bit as well.  I am not sure.  I suspect I was probably looking at a book while she did that...

My second trip to the school library was with the "advanced reading group" so we could select a book to read during "reading time" in class.  One of the perks of being in this advanced group was that you could pick things from other shelves that were NOT in the first grader section.  

Looking back, I realize the sections in the elementary library were an attempt to help guide us to things we were likely to enjoy and/or have success in reading.  But, I guess I feel that if any kid saw a book in ANY part of the library that might have been of interest, they should have been allowed to check it out and at least thumb through it.  Who knows where that might lead?

Yep, he doesn't look all that smart.  Notice the cat has its back turned to him?

In any event, our group was actually SENT to the library while the teacher stayed in our classroom with the rest of the students.  We arrived and headed towards the section that was labeled "for advanced readers" or some such thing.

Then, for some reason that is still a mystery to me, the librarian singled me out and said, "These books aren't for you, you need to go over here."  And, she steered me back to the first grade section.  My childhood memory tells me that she was pretty harsh about it, but I really can't tell you for certain if that was just my perception that has built up over time or if it was the actual tone she used.

Those who know me probably recognize that as a kid, I would not seek out confrontation.  I would normally keep my mouth shut and do one, or both, of two things.  If I was certain that the other person was very much in the 'wrong' I'd find a way to circumvent the situation when they were no longer involved.  If I wasn't sure what just happened, I would retreat to the point where things still made sense.

In this case, I felt a combination of confusion, shame and embarrassment with a dash of 'but I've already read some of the books located in the advanced section, so there!' thrown in.  So, while my somewhat confused classmates moved on, I turned around and went back to the classroom.  I went back to my desk and started doing whatever it was we were supposed to be doing on our return.  

This was the place where things last made sense to me - so there I was.

I opted not to go back to the school library for some time, though I would go to the city public library and happily browse, read and check things out - from all sorts of sections at all kinds of reading levels.  I don't recall how word got to my teacher that I had been stopped from looking at other books, but she did go back up with me at some point and made a point to tell the librarian that I was allowed to check books out from anyplace in the library I wanted.  I DO recall that I checked something out that was a real stretch - but I am sure I read it (as best I could) just to prove the point.


That story is probably one of the first of many where someone either underestimated or overestimated what I was capable of doing.  I am sure that everyone has some of these in their own life-story too.

But, I re-tell myself this particular story to remind me of a two things:

First, it doesn't take much to hurt someone - and there doesn't have to be intent.  

I still recall feeling the burning shame and the beginnings of doubt putting cracks in my self-confidence.  Maybe I really wasn't all that smart after all?  Did I look stupid?  An adult clearly thought so, so maybe I was.

Thankfully, I had plenty of additional support from family, my teacher, and others and I started out with enough of my own self-confidence to heal up rapidly.  I circumvented the limited access problem by going to a 'friendlier' library, so things were fine after the initial event as far as I was concerned.  

But, this story reminds me that not everyone has enough of a support system or sufficient self-worth to weather things that don't seem so big to the rest of us.  And, that's why I try to carefully consider what I say.  And, why I make myself apologize when I err in what I say.  And, why I work to give specific and direct praise that tells a person exactly what I like about what they are doing.  And, perhaps it is why I often just don't say anything!

Second, I tell this story to remind myself that I am not as smart as I might think I am - but I am also not as stupid as I think I am either.  

There is such as thing a healthy self-doubt and self-criticism.  But, this must be balanced by healthy doses of confidence and self-assurance.  Let's just say that I know enough to know that I don't know enough - but I will do my best with what I've got.

Maybe I should go to the library and check out a book on the subject.

Maybe it's in the first-grade section.

Wednesday, October 12, 2022

Leave the Leaves


No one rakes the forest.  

Or, no one should rake the forest.  Because I suspect there are places where trees cover up the clear blue sky and humans feel compelled to rake the fallen leaves into piles and then burn or bag them up.  Well, actually, I don't just suspect.  I know there are people who live in forested areas and then work themselves into a tizzy because they just HAVE to get all of those $%@# leaves raked up!

Sure, I get it.  We want people to see that we care about where we live.  And, too many of us have gotten it into our heads that leaves on the ground are a bad thing.  

It's not just that.  Sometimes people see Fall as a time of closure.  If you clean up the yard and the outdoor areas around you, it says "ok, Summer's over and I'm prepared for the Winter."  All of the mistakes you might have made in your yard and garden can be erased with a good mowing down and raking up.  And, we don't have to see the stems that were once beautiful flowers.  Sometimes those reminders are painful.  These things were beautiful for such a short period of time, and now there is only this dry bunch of sticks and leaves.  The green leaves are tattered and not as lovely as they once were.

Things are ragged.  Tired.  

And we don't like ragged and tired, because we don't want to feel ragged and tired ourselves.


Sometimes people clean things up because they don't want to admit to themselves that the growing season is over.  There is still a desire to do more.  More weeding, more caretaking.  But the options are a bit more limited in October in the northern areas.  So clean it up.  It shows progress and there is definitely significant visual changes that can be quite satisfying.

Or maybe it's the old "get it done" feeling.  We know we're going to want to clean it up at some point, so might as well do it now.  There is always something to that attitude.  If a person feels like doing something now and they might not feel like it later, then ... why not?

Well, there are a whole bunch of reasons "why not."  And they are all hoping that you don't mow your lawn that "one last time" and you leave the leaves and plant residue in your perennial plantings and annual gardens.  So, once again, I am using the farm blog to ask those who read it to consider things you can do to support pollinators and other beneficial critters where you live.  And, I will also you point you to the Xerces Society, which is pushing the #LeavetheLeaves campaign this year.

The Genuine Faux Farm has evolved its approach to Fall clean up over the years.  Some of it has been due to changes in what our farming goals have been.

For example, when we would grow a full 200 foot by 60 foot plot of tomatoes and basil, complete with straw mulch in the tomato rows - we had a particular strategy for that area.  The basil plants and straw mulch were left to provide shelter, collect snow and prevent soil erosion.  Ideally, we would pull all of the tomato cages and trellising and get the tomato vines out of the field.

The choices we made were balanced between what we had to accomplish given the labor hours we had available, the possible pathogens we might support if certain plant residues were left all winter, and a desire to support a diverse ecosystem.

Over time, we started being more intentional with our desire to not mow the lawn and pasture areas down too low in the fall months.  We usually haven't bothered with raking because the wind tends to distribute our leaves widely before we have a chance to even consider it.  We have, sometimes, run the mower on high to cut up the leaves some in areas where we felt it was important to keep things a little neater.  For example, there are paths and places where we still have to walk during the cold months.  If you add taller grass and other obstacles to snow, it can get lead to a few more tumbles than either of us really wants.

This year the Genuine Faux Farm is going to have to make some more choices about what we cut down and what we leave standing.  We balance future plans with current needs.  And not all of those plans and needs are focused on us.

That's why our farm doesn't mow it all down.  That's why our farm leaves the leaves.  That's why things aren't always straight lines, neat borders and level cut, same species grass.  

It's not that we don't care how things look.  It's just that we aren't necessarily catering to how humans think it looks.  Sometimes we hope the snakes, toads, bumblebees, predator beetles and other critters like what they see at our farm.

Tuesday, October 11, 2022

Natural Texture

I like to remind myself to look at things from different angles and with different purposes.  That's true if I am considering solutions for a problem on the farm and it is true if it has to do with an issue I deal with for my job with Pesticide Action Network.  I believe that I need to exercise my ability to consider alternative viewpoints and creative options continually so that when I need that ability most, it is well practiced.

I also encourage myself to look at things in different ways when I am out in the natural world.  I think it is important to explore the world even when you are standing still.  Look up.  Look down.  Look to your left and right.  Kneel in the grass to see things from a different height.  Turn slowly in place.  Look at things that are far away and things that are close to you.  See things that are small and things that are big.

And always look for the texture of the world that surrounds you.


It is possible that some folks might find me to be a little annoying at times if everyone else wants to get from here to there.  Suddenly, I'm not there and they look back to find me squatting down to look at a beetle... or a puddle.

Actually, I don't really cause that sort of problem because when I am walking with others and there is a purpose, I do my best to be a good member of the group.  And, you all probably would guess (and be accurate) that I don't like to be a problem to others.  So, I do a good job of suppressing my curiosity when I need to.

On the other hand, Tammy might sometimes want to roll her eyes when we're taking a hike and I get into meandering mode. 

Still, look at all of the cool things I got to observe and enjoy by looking around me and showing a little curiosity.

How and why does a leaf change color from green to red?  Does it just start to blush until all of the green disappears?  Or does it get kind of blotchy like this Pin Oak leaf?  I am guessing the answer is "it depends."

However, I did take the time to refresh my learning on Fall leaf colors.  Apparently, there are three types of pigments involved: carotenoids (yellow, orange and brown), anthocyanin (reds and purples) and chlorophyll (greens).

I suspect most of us remember chlorophyll and that it has a role in photosynthesis. In the autumn, chlorophyll production slows down - eventually stopping.  As the chlorophyll is removed from the leaf, the other pigments remain.  The green is removed, unmasking the other colors.

Can a small frond of moss dangling into a stream cause ripples?  Why yes, yes it can!  And the patterns in the water, what do they look like?  Well, you and I have some idea now because the first picture in the blog shows us.

How quickly can the sky change from fully overcast to partly sunny?  Well, it didn't take long on this particular day.  But, it was the process of clearing that provided a textured backdrop in the sky for the trees.

The forest floor is a treasure trove of textures.  The fallen leaves on the path were more broken than those found nearby - where people weren't grinding them into smaller pieces as they walked through.  And the exposed tree roots on the path showed smooth surfaces where hundreds of feet drug their soles over its surface.

The water plants create a completely different texture.  This looks likes a big batch of Coontail (assuming I identified this water plant correctly) at the Richmond Springs source in Backbone State Park.  The surface of the water showed barely a ripple, yet the plants showed the evidence of a prevailing current.  The plants themselves looked soft while they were in the water - but I wasn't feeling much like observing while I, myself, was also in the water.


Of course, the trees provide us with plenty of texture, with all sorts of different types of bark.  But, every once in a while you can get surprised.  Like this particular moment when I found that I could look through the trunk of a very tall tree.

Apparently, this tree had been struck by lightning years ago the tree was hollow, with a large hole on the other side.  The tree continues to touch the sky with green branches, so it is clearly a survivor - adding to the texture of the surrounding forest with its experience and its imperfection.

And, like any other living forest, there were trees that were no longer living. But they also provided opportunities for different kinds of life - and different sorts of textures.


 So, I present this challenge to all who read this and are able to get themselves outside.  Take a look around and discover something interesting and new for yourself.  If you like to take pictures with a smartphone or a camera, do so.  

Find a wildflower or a flower you planted.  Find the bark of a tree, or some changing leaves.  Look up and view some interesting clouds or the stars.  Watch an insect crawl up and down a blade of grass.

And while you do these things, ask yourself at least one question that you will try to answer.

What is this water plant called?  What makes a leaf change color?  What sort of fungus is this?  Does this type of dragonfly EVER land?

Look at the natural textures of this world and then give yourself permission to learn something about them.  You'll be glad you did.

Monday, October 10, 2022

Getting to Walk There - Again

Sunday was a milestone of significance for both of us.  It was the first time since Tammy's surgery to re-attach the Achilles tendon that we took a hike in one of Iowa's natural areas.  

My job was mostly to stay out of the way, while being accessible if I was needed for any reason.  Otherwise, this was Tammy's hike.  She got to decide how far and where we went based on how she was feeling about herself.  And it turns out she was feeling pretty good and had a goal of "maxing out" her endurance at the point we returned to the vehicle.  

According to Tammy, she did a good job of hitting her limit without going over by much.  Maybe "fifteen steps or so" as she put it.  And those last steps were on even ground in the parking lot, so we're good!

I'll admit that the Backbone Trail would not have been my choice for her to try first if it were left up to me.  But Tammy knows herself better than I do.

Of course, now we have to see how everything feels the next day.  Yet the good news is that these sorts of walks have the added benefit of exposing us to the healing of nature.  And I suspect that was mostly for me.  The walking challenge was for Tammy to prove to herself that she was progressing and to encourage herself to keep working to improve.  The nature part was probably more so her partner (me) could take a deep breath under the trees.

The loudest sounds this time around came from other humans.  After all, it was a nice Sunday in early October.  Backbone State Park is a great place for people to spend a little time outdoors.  And, in general, people were polite and kind and not intentionally being loud.  It's just that humans aren't very good at being and staying silent when they are on a trail.

Heck, I suspect the rest of the natural world can hear me walking a trail in the next county over.  And, I'm actually trying not to draw much attention to myself.

There wasn't terribly much for wildlife this time around.  But, we did hear some Bald Eagles calling and saw a sizable flock of Robins (and other birds).  There were calls from nuthatches and woodpeckers and an occasional squirrel would chastise passer-bys when it felt like it.

And I think I actually had a fairly close encounter with a Wood Thrush.  Well, it was a type of thrush, at least.  Maybe it was a Swainson's Thrush?

Whatever it was, it was fun to watch it for a while and it was an extra reward to be able to capture an image of it in my typical "point and shoot" photo taking approach.

The other welcome sight was a Mourning Cloak butterfly that greeted us on our return trip via the Backbone Trail.  There was no way I was going to capture an image of it, but I sure did enjoy seeing it.  

And, of course, there was the dragonfly that would hover tantalizingly in front of me - daring me to try to take a picture of it.  I tried - as it darted over my head, causing Tammy to suggest that it was trying to get me to fall over backward.  Well, I DID capture an image.  Here, let me show you my cropped and blurry dragonfly picture in all its glory (?) !

I did get a better look at it in real life and my guess is that this was a Green Darner dragonfly.  It definitely did not want to perch and I was even treated to seeing it chase a smaller insect.  One moment that insect was there, and the next - after a quick swoop by the dragonfly - it was gone.  

I think I heard the dragonfly licking its lips.

Do dragonflies have lips?

Well, whatever, here is a professional shot of a Green Darner.  It does look very much what I was seeing when I was not trying to capture it with the camera.

Chuck Evans Mcevan / Wikimedia Commons

We got to see a mini-whirlpool, where the water had to find its way underneath some rocks so it could take its way down the stream.  I suspect some people's bathtubs could match this one in size.  But, it was quite enjoyable to find one in nature.

And we got to see the last of the wildflowers for this season.

It was a good day to get to go walking there again.

Sunday, October 9, 2022

Expanding Horizons - Postal History Sunday

Welcome to Postal History Sunday, featured weekly on the Genuine Faux Farm blog and the GFF Postal History blog.  If you take this link, you can view every edition of Postal History Sunday, starting with this one (the most recent always shows up at the top).


This week I thought we would start with something bold that grabs the eyes.  Shown above is an envelope that had a printed, decorative design on the front that reads "Humboldt."  The envelope is addressed to a Professor William Procter Jr of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and two cents of postage was paid by a brown two cent postage stamp applied at the top right of the envelope.

The postage stamp talks to us

Of course, it is the printed design that demands our attention first, which is exactly why I thought I'd talk about everything else first.

The two-cent postage stamp was part of a series of ten designs called (not terribly creatively) the 1869 Pictorial Issue.  Each design featured a different denomination (postage value in cents).  This particular design, for 2 cents in postage, was first used on March 20 of 1869.  This series of stamps was unpopular with the public and was replaced after a short period of time and a new 2-cent stamp featuring Andrew Jackson was put in use in July of 1870.

So - why is this bit of information important to us today?  Well, the only postmark on the front OR back of this envelope is the target cancellation that was used to deface the stamp so it couldn't be used a second time.  There is no marking with a date and there is no markings to show us where this envelope was mailed from.  But, because we know this particular stamp is going to appear primarily on mail from March of 1869 to July of 1870, we can make an solid educated guess that this letter was mailed then.

It's an unsealed circular - what's that mean?

The regular postage rate during that time period was 3 cents per 1/2 ounce of weight for letter mail in the United States, so this was clearly not a piece of letter mail.  There were cheaper rates for items that we often refer to as printed matter.  Newspapers and other periodicals are what often comes to mind.  However, there was a rate for printed circulars, such as promotional material for events or advertisements for products. This rate was 2 cents for a wrapper or envelope containing up to three copies of the same circular (effective July 1, 1863 until June 7, 1872).

To qualify for this rate, the contents had to be available for the postal clerk to check to make sure no personal correspondence was included.  That meant, to qualify, this envelope could not be sealed (hence the name unsealed circular).


And, sure enough, when we look at the flap of this envelope, the gum for the back flap has never been used.  So, this envelope contained up to three copies of the same printed circular.  Probably advertising a product or event that had something to do with.... Humboldt.

But, before we get to that, it is important that we take note.  The postage stamp's primary use period was 1869-1870.  The postage rate that makes sense was effective from 1863 to 1872.  This gives us a pretty good idea that this unsealed circular was mailed sometime from 1869 to the early 1870s.

Who was William Procter, Jr?

Well, ok.  I guess I kind of told you that we were going to do the "Humboldt" thing next.  I guess I was wrong.  We're going to talk about Procter first, because this helps builds the case for what the fancy design on the envelope is referencing.

The "Father of American Pharmacy" from a series by Robert Thom

Apparently Procter (1817-1874) was a respected pharmacist, graduating from the Philadelphia College of Pharmacology in 1837 and returning to teach in 1846.  He resigned in 1866, but returned in 1872 to take the place of another professor after their death.  Procter, himself, died soon after presenting a lecture to students at the college (the cause of death was listed as heart disease).

As is often the case for so many postal items that remain in good condition 150 years later, the recipient was an influential person who also did his fair share of writing.  Procter served as the editor for the American Journal of Pharmacy for 22 years and can be seen above in the office for that journal (look at the words on the window).

In the early 1800s, pharmacy in the US was unregulated and drugs were sold by most anyone with no required training.  The quality of these "medicines" could often be questionable, with some vendors adding "inert ingredients," such as sawdust as filler.  Drugs rejected in Europe could be exported to the US and sold without any review.

Procter's focus was on the assay of drugs, checking for the content, the amounts, and the functional activity of medicines.  He experimented with new methods and apparatus, wrote numerous scientific and practical articles and participated in the revision of the Pharmacopeia, which would eventually be adopted as part of the official standards for medications in the Food and Drug Act of 1906.

But, why do I bother to tell you all of this?  What does it have to do with Humboldt?

What matters at the moment is that we understand who Procter was at the time.  Procter was a person dedicated to learning and sharing that learning with others.  He was a prominent thinker in his area of specialty and was likely well known in Philadelphia as a prominent intellectual.  This is another piece of information that can help us to confirm what "Humboldt" means.

Finally - an educated guess

So, it is highly likely this item was mailed in 1869 or early 1870 based on the stamp and the postal rate.  The individual to whom it was mailed was a prominent "thinker" of the time in Philadelphia.  And, the name "Humboldt" is prominently displayed on the front of the envelope.

My conclusion is that this envelope held propaganda promoting the centennial anniversary of the birth of Alexander von Humboldt (1769 - 1859), which were held in mid-September of 1869.  You might notice that I actually do link the wikipedia page for Humboldt above.  What is written there is extremely thorough and very well cited.  It will give anyone reading this blog post more than enough to wrap their heads around who Humboldt was.

Shown at the left is a clipping from the Philadelphia Inquirer dated September 14, 1869 outlining the celebrations in that city to celebrate the 100th anniversary of Humboldt's birth.  Cities throughout the United States, but especially those with more prominent populations of persons with German origins, held one, two and even, three-day celebrations to honor this individual.  President U.S. Grant was in Pittsburgh at the celebration being held there and former president Millard Fillmore was in Buffalo.

The United States was not the only location for these celebrations.  Of course, there were many in Germany, but one can find evidence of them all over Europe, Australia and South America.

These celebrations were significant and grabbed the attention of many at the time.  New York's event was said to have resulted in a estimated 25,000 people participating in festivities.

If this seems odd to you, that people in the United States would make a good deal out of this German fellow who had died in Germany ten years prior, then you might need to consider a few realities of the time.  The United States Civil War had only been concluded four years prior and people were anxious to find good things to celebrate.  And, it just so happened that this is the moment in history when Prussia had succeeded in uniting Germany in Europe.  The German peoples, were feeling hopeful and empowered.  They had a strong presence in the United States, so it should not be a surprise that they might play a significant role in driving the thoughts (and celebrations) of the people there.

Maybe it makes more sense if you knew who Humboldt was?

1806 oil painting by Weitsch

Practically every description I have found online for Alexander von Humboldt was that he was a "polymath."  I am sure that's nice - except you have to know what a "polymath" is to appreciate it.  The basic idea is that Humboldt had knowledge in a wide range of subjects.  But, that might be underselling the individual more than a bit.  Not only did he have knowledge of a wide range of subjects, he was able to make connections between those subjects and was a person other great thinkers of his time from Thomas Jefferson to Darwin looked to on many areas of knowledge.

Later in life, Humboldt gave lectures in Germany on a wide range of subjects that were well-attended and well-received.  He then took it upon himself to write on those topics (he had already written and published much) and produced in the years up to his death a multi-volume work titled Kosmos.  Volume One is offered here by Project Gutenberg.

"In considering the study of physical phenomena ... we find its noblest and most important result to be a knowledge of the chain of connection, by which all natural forces are linked together, and made mutually dependent upon each other ..." p.23 of the introduction of Kosmos

This work (and the Humboldt's work throughout his lifetime) encompasses everything from the medical professions to the sciences, philosophy, ecology and anthropology.  Humboldt argues in this work that the Earth, and even the universe, is one interconnected whole.  Each of the sciences were dependent on each other, just as society was dependent on nature and vice versa.

This is where my partner Tammy should become very happy.  Humboldt made the claim that nothing happens in isolation.  Or, as Tammy (also a very wise person) says, "We do not live in a vacuum." 

botanical drawing by Humboldt from wikimedia

Alexander von Humboldt was a popular figure in the United States, even after his death, for many years - until the event of World War I when Germans in the US were no longer looked on with favor.  Hence, anything related to Germany was no longer given the attention it once was.  Additionally, we entered the age of "specialists," individuals who would focus on their subject area to the exclusion of others.  Biologists would study biology and ignore chemistry and society became disconnected (and often put in opposition of) nature.

It is interesting to note that Humboldt was one of the first to write about the influence of human development and actions on climate.  He was also adamant about the value of Indigenous cultures and was a strong opponent to slavery.  These are two of the topic areas that are currently driving people to rediscover Humboldt. 

And that brings me to the last piece of evidence that encourages me to believe that the envelope in question held materials for a Humboldt celebration.  Alexander von Humboldt was respected and, perhaps, revered by the "thinkers" in the 1800s.  A man, such as William Procter Jr most certainly knew who Humboldt was and likely had some of his own thoughts about at least some of Humboldt's work.  In short, Procter was exactly the sort of person that promoters for an event to celebrate Humboldt would target.

But, even without that evidence, Humboldt had name recognition in the United States that was on par with Napoleon.  The mere mention of the name was enough to convey meaning.  While that may still be true for Napoleon, it is not the case for Humboldt.  And I wonder if, perhaps, we got that wrong.

Expanding horizons

And now we get to climb back down from the heights of great minds that dig into the secrets of the Earth and the universe itself.  Instead, we get to look for a few minutes at my own motivations as I continue to offer up a weekly writing with Postal History Sunday.  You see, a bit of the "polymath" lives in me as well.  I am a person who likes to learn and understand things from many disciplines and many subject areas.

I just don't pretend that I am a "Humboldt."

Initially, I was primarily interested in postage stamps (philately) and as a young collector I did not meet a postage stamp I did not like.  While I had to work within limited resources, I did start by simply finding as much as I could find to look at.  By exposing myself to the diversity that existed in the subject area, I could begin to get an idea of what was there - and what I could do with it.  

I discovered beautiful designs like those shown above, and I also realized that if I wanted to make the most of my resources (time, energy, and money) I would have to focus on something.

One of my first efforts to concentrate on a specific sub-topic was the 1934 National Parks postage stamps issued by the United States.  It was a personal goal to eventually have each of the ten denominations of those stamps in my own collection.  But, while I was at it, I learned a little about each of the parks depicted.  And, I picked up interesting pieces of knowledge about how these stamps were made.  And I started to realize that the new knowledge I was collecting was pointing me to things that resided outside that area of interest.

I found that postal history was even more interesting to me than postage stamps alone.  I was attracted to the breadth of possibilities that I could see if I were to explore.

But, like all large topics, it can be difficult to find a purchase so you can get started with your learning.  So, once again, I opted to limit my focus so I could concentrate on creating a ledge to stand on that might allow to reach other things.  In my case, that ledge was to focus on one single stamp design - the 24 cent 1861 stamp issue.  The purpose was twofold (well probably more than that, but two will suffice):

  1. to prevent me from dashing from item to item without making any connections - and eventually becoming discouraged by lack of progress
  2. to find a way to focus my limited resources so I could enjoy the learning that followed

And that has been my pattern over the years.  I use the specific, or limited, topic to help me to appreciate the depth each such area has.  By exploring in depth, I prepare myself to be able to take a leap to new things. Then, I find connections with broader areas of knowledge in postal history.  And, by doing that, I end up understanding my earlier topics even better than I had when I had only focused on them. 

So, now, I enjoy finding all sorts of postal history from the 1850s, 60s and 70s - even if they do not include the United States as a destination or origin.  But, it gets even better than that.

I find myself appreciating topics that are not necessarily "postal history."  But, the postal history I enjoy introduces me to them so that I am able to explore and learn something new.  Which, in turn, encourages me to look for other connections that lead me to more new and exciting places.

Places like Philadelphia, where a respected pharmacist received a flyer in the mail about the upcoming celebration to honor a man who climbed mountains, sketched plants and animals, measured everything he could, and willingly shared his learning with any who would read or would listen.

Thanks for taking today's journey with me.  Have a great remainder of your day and a fine week to come.

Additional resources

This essay by Laura Dassow Walls does a good job of introducing Humboldt's Kosmos, if you have interest.

I found this article by Timothy Rooks to be an engaging summary of Humboldt's life and his works - including his travels through South America. 

Do you have a little less time?  This article in the New Yorker by Elizabeth Kolbert might be a good introduction to Humboldt.

Andrea Wulf wrote the books “The Invention of Nature: Alexander von Humboldt’s New World” and “The Adventures of Alexander von Humboldt.” The second is an illustrated biography documenting the explorer’s great journey through South America (1799 – 1804).  If you would like to learn more about these works, Wulf is interviewed here.