Garden photography

Metamorphosis/Mεταμόρφωση

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I saw, for the first time, the metamorphosis of a beautiful catepillar in my backyard. This is the mysterious and miracle of nature that some take for granted. Scientists have not figured out what exactly happens when a caterpillar changes in its cocoon and somehow becomes a butterfly. These insects need 12 days or more to churn out as butterflies from their dark cocoons.  During those days the caterpillar resembles a mummy and can become easy prey for insects .

I believe that we can all identify with the catepillar/butterfly. After a tough and challenging phase in ones’ life, a person may feel that they have reached the end . However,  it is not the end, but it this cocoon phase that transforms that person and he/she may turn into something new. As the snakes lose their skin and acquires a new one. A person can shed their old skin, come out of their cocoon of darkness and into the light as a new person transformed.

It is interesting to note that the ancient Greek word for ‘ butterfly ‘is the ‘ soul ‘ …

Είδα, για πρώτη φορά, τη μεταμόρφωση μιας όμορφης κάμπια στην αυλή μου. Αυτή είναι το μυστηριώδες θαύμα της φύσης που ορισμένοι θεωρούν δεδομένο. Οι επιστήμονες δεν έχουν καταλάβει τι ακριβώς συμβαίνει όταν μια κάμπια αλλαζει στο κουκούλι του και κατά κάποιο τρόπο γίνεται μια πεταλούδα. Αυτά τα έντομα χρειάζονται 12 ή περισσότερες ημέρες για να μεταμορφωσουνε ως πεταλούδες από το σκοτάδι των κουκούλιων τους. Κατά τη διάρκεια αυτών των ημερών η κάμπια μοιάζει με μια μούμια και μπορεί να γίνει εύκολη λεία για τα έντομα.

Πιστεύω ότι όλοι μπορούν να ταυτιστούν με την κάμπια / πεταλούδα. Μετά από μια σκληρή και δύσκολη φάση στη ζωή του, ένα άτομο μπορεί να αισθάνεται ότι έχει φτάσει στο τέλος. Ωστόσο, αυτό δεν είναι το τέλος,  αυτή ειναι η φάση ‘του κουκουλιού’ που μετατρέπει το εν λόγω πρόσωπο να μετατραπεί σε κάτι καινούργιο. Καθώς τα φίδια χάνουν το δέρμα τους για να αποκτά καινούργιο δέρμα. Ένα άτομο μπορεί να ρίξει το παλιό δέρμα τους, η και να βγει από το σκοτεινο κουκούλι του στο φως ως καινούργιος άνθρωπος μεταμορφωμενος για πάντα

Aξιοσημείωτο είναι το γεγονός  ότι η αρχαία ελληνική λέξη για τη « πεταλούδα » είναι η «ψυχή» ..

 

 

Poisonous Plant-Toξικο Φυτο!!

As I was taking a few photos in my backyard I noticed a white flower that I had never seen before. I was curious and I intuitively  decided to take a photo of it. But, not only did I photograph it, but I did a search for the flower on the internet.  To my surprise I discovered that I had an extremely toxic flower in my garden.  I asked my mother where this plant came from.  She said that she was given the seeds on her recent visit to  Canada.  The flower has many names;  jimson weed, stink weed, devils’ trumpet and loco weed etc. The whole plant is toxic not just the seeds.  One can go mad  and have hallucinations and other psychotic symptoms. There have even been cases of hospitalizations and deaths from the comsumption of this plant. Even smelling the plant and breathing into it for too long can cause a person to experience hallucinations.  In Greece, a family was admitted to the hospital when they had accidentally mixed the toxic plant with other weeds (that Greeks normally eat) and consumed it.  Some teenagers use the plant as a recreational drug by eating the seeds or drinking teas made from the plant, but it’s very dangerous because the side effects are unpredictable.  These plants can be found in your garden from bird droppings or by roadsides and wastelands. Get rid of it if you find it!  It looks like I have a lot of weeding to do this weekend!

Στην Ελλαδα το ονομαζουμε ‘βρομοχορτο’ οπως το ‘στινκ ουιντ’ στα Αγγλικα λογο τις ασχημης μηρουδιας που εκπεμπει το φυτο.

A Bee Problem!

Yesterday, I felt  brave, so I decided to finally get rid of these bees.

I thought of not harming them.  I first decided to get rid of them naturally. I had read that bees detest the smell of burning coffee beans, so I put some beans on a piece of  aluminum foil, then I lit a match and placed it in the coffee beans. One of the beans started to burn.  A lot of smoke came out, and I stood underneath the beehive and wafted the smoke toward the beehive. The bees did seem annoyed by the smell and they remained still.  But, suddenly,  it got very windy so I had to abandon this plan.  I was feeling restless. So, I just grabbed the mosquito spray. I made sure to wear light coloured clothing-dark colours annoy them. I hid in the corner and sprayed the hive just once.

After spraying the beehive with bug spray I ran inside. Within a few minutes all the bees had dropped dead. Except maybe two that had hidden behind the hive. These two bees were buzzing around looking for me. The two bees went to the other corner and they were going to build another hive again-they really are relentless and hard-working. I got someone else to spray them head on.

With a painter’s spatula, I scraped the hive off of the wall. It was very easy and the hive was as light as a paper. I then burnt the beehive to prevent the bees from coming back to it.

I washed the wall with some soap and water and cleaned out any remaining pieces of the beehive.

Mission Accomplished!!