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Snow white, 6-petaled flowers with yellow centers smile up from the green jumble of species that make the yard of Owl Acres. Star-of-Bethlehem, Bird’s Milk or any of several other names, the inch-wide blooms were among the first to appear in mid-May.

Legends shining in the grass: Star-of-Bethlehem or Bird’s milk

Along the edges of our prairie garden, we noticed some tiny, pure white star-shaped flowers. They were only a few inches high, and stood out against the green of the emerging grass. The flowers have a variety of names. Some describe the flower’s setting—summer snowflake, star flower, grass lily, or snow drop. others describe what […]

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The Owl Acres Black Walnut tree sculpture stands in the foreground of a chaotic, un-mowed yard of grasses and weeds. A portion of the barn red, white-trimmed house is on the right. In the middle background is the bird feeder, surrounded by plants sprouted from seeds kicked out by the birds. Siberian Elm yard trees and the east face of the woods form background for this little world of May green in Iowa.

Exuberant Life: No-Mow-May

Standing in the yard near the birdfeeder, I am surrounded by jubilant life. That life is expressed in knee-high grasses and forbs. They have sprung up during May. They took their chances to sprout and grow and flower and, in some cases, to go to seed already. In most years, these residents of our yard […]

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Iowa’s State Flower is a ditchweed. Flat, open pink flower with five petals and yellow center, it blooms on a stout shrub by a dusty roadside. Wild Prairie Rose is a hardy native, adapted to its sometimes-harsh habitat. Even though the virgin prairie is long gone, the area near the gravel road mimics the wild rose’s preferred conditions, and the plant flourishes here.

Mothers

Mothers are everywhere and come in all shapes and sizes, but the work they do is similar no matter who or what they are. Let’s take a look at some of the mothers that live on Owl Acres and the work that they do for their young. Mothers have to select the place where their […]

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Karen’s fingers rest on a soft cushion of moss, one of the early plants to green up in departing winter.

Attention Please: Moss

It’s taunting the winter blahs with its vibrant green patches beneath the American elm. It’s part of the life that flourishes all around us whether we pay attention to it or not. This particular member of the Owl Acres family is a type of moss. We’re trying to identify which particular genus and/or species it […]

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In this “Only a Mother Could Love” view, a ragged-looking Spotted Towhee is pictured in molt. Most of his fluffy head feathers have been shed and he’s a sorry sight. This normal process will have the songbird re-feathered in a few days.

March Migrator: Spotted Towhee

A spotted towhee (Pipilo maculate) is visiting Owl Acres. Perhaps he got blown off course due to all the wind we’ve been having, or maybe he’s on his way to the arroyos and canyons of the desert southwest, or the mountains of the Rockies after a vacation in the south. Spotted towhees range from Western […]

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