Papaver nudicaule


Papaver nudicaule

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he Iceland Poppy (Papaver nudicaule, syn. Papaver croceum, P. miyabeanum,[2][3] P. amurense, and P. macounii) is a borealflowering plant. Native to subpolar regions of Europe, Asia and North America, and the mountains of Central Asia[4] (but not in Iceland), Iceland poppies are hardy but short-lived perennials, often grown as biennials, that yield large, papery, bowl-shaped, lightly fragrant flowers supported by hairy, one foot, curved stems among feathery blue-green foliage 1-6 inches long. They were first described by botanists in 1759. The wild species blooms in white or yellow, and is hardy from USDA Zones 3a-10b. All parts of this plant are likely to be poisonous,[5] containing (like all poppies) toxic alkaloids. In particular, P. nudicaule has been shown to contain the benzophenanthidine alkaloid, chelidonine.[6] It also contains (+)-amurine, (-)-amurensinine, (-)-O-methylthalisopavine, (-)-flavinantine and (-)-amurensine.[7]

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Bird fun: Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday – Week of June 25, 2013

Wordless Wednesday

The silvereye (Zosterops lateralis) – also known as the wax-eye, or sometimes white eye  is a small olive green forest bird with white rings around its eyes.

These friendly birds were self introduced in the 1800s and now have a wide distribution throughout New Zealand. They have made the forest their home and are now among the most common bird in suburbia too. The subtle calling of the flock as they move through the forest is pleasant music in an iPod-free forest.

Silvereye feeding on kiwifruit.


Some of my thoughts in writing for It’s write easy on Fridays

It’s write easy  June 21, 2013

(The following came up in my mind while thinking about something that worries/worried me. These are only my ideas!)

June 14, 2013 during the 6 o’clock news there was a bulletin  on Nelson Mandela being admitted to the heart hospital in Pretoria. Why the heart hospital I wondered? Why not the Military hospital in Voortrekkerhoogte where they always treated high profile people?

The report on Mandela said he was admitted for a lung ailment. Then 6 days later the report was that his kidneys are failing. To me as an ordinary citizen it sounded like something to worry about. The president Jackob Zuma said – nothing to worry, Madiba is making progress! Family were all coming and going.

When I think back to the last weeks my mother spent in hospital before she passed away this sounded familiar. Her lungs were still breathing and her heart was still pumping but her kidneys failed at the end. She was just lying there. No reaction, no movement. When I touched her, her skin was soaking wet. All the fluids were pouring out of her body through her skin. She was so to say drowning in her own fluids. This sounds to me much like what is happening with mr Mandela.

The reports keep coming positive but in the mean time I think many people do not believe the reports. How can a 94year old body still function without all its organs? I wonder!

The ANC is busy trying to win time and votes for the next election by saying Madiba is getting better.

There are two ways that show  it is not going that well within the democratic Republic of South Africa. One is the economy. The Rand is still dropping and the miners discontent. Second is the people’s living circumstances – the lack of sanitation. These are the biggest problems that have not been solved in the 23years after Mandelas walk to freedom. Everything is slipping away from Mandela into real life now!

April 27, 1994 we as a nation went to the polls to vote for a democratic South Africa. Three days were used to vote. Everybody could vote. Schools were closed for three days because school halls were used as voting stations. Security in and around the poling- stations was very, very strict. Long rows of voter waited outside to cast their votes. It took about 2 and a half hours waiting till I could cast my vote. I voted the first time in Secunda at a Primary school near my home. The atmosphere was kind of nerve breaking , because nobody knew if it  would be calm around the country. Some people expected riots but luckily everything was under control.

Monday June 17, 2013 was Youth Day in South Africa. I saw on the news that there were peaceful marches by young people and meetings held to commemorate the riots and shooting of young people that day in Soweto in 1976. The marches were peaceful and quiet because everybody was thinking about Madiba in hospital.

This event also took my memory way back to 1976 to the Soweto uprising , June 17. I was a teacher in Potgietersrus and my parents were still living on our small holding between Pretoria and Johannesburg. These marches and riots were not far from where my parents lived. My school’s rugby and netball teams had  to play some matches in Pretoria on  June, 18. We were going by bus and sleep-over  in Pretoria the Friday night. My father called the principal to tell him that it was  to dangerous  to travel to Pretoria by bus. Busses were set alight by the demonstrators. We traveled to Pretoria that afternoon. Just before entering Pretoria we saw a bus that was still smouldering along the high way. This was very scary!

Everything was quiet the Saturday morning. We played our games and got home safely late afternoon. The riots were all because the government of the day made Afrikaans the main language in all schools. The police shot and killed some rioting students. It is so sad that those marches were instigated by politics and the young people were swept away by the force of the masses.

June 24, 2013

Update on health of Mandela- He is deteriorating , no getting better message coming through anymore. This is all we heard this morning on the news in New Zealand.


The last two weeks was very up side down here in Wellington and surrounding areas

There was this wind and rain. Now heavy then a bit less. The weather played havoc in and around Wellington.

Last night the sky was clear and a full moon shining.





The water outside on the grass was already frozen  9:30 pm when I let Trompie out.

This morning it was really cold and icy outside!

Shadow on the wall : six word Saturday

Interesting what light or no light can do!


Last night I had a wonderful time with my children.

While still sitting at the dining table we saw this…


We thought this was really special.

The next photo is also different.

Just look at the shadow on the wall and

also drops of condensed water on the glass in the front.


Want to play along? All that’s necessary to participate is to describe your life (or something) in a phrase using just six words. For more information, try clicking here. Feel free to explain or not explain. Add an image, a video, a song, nothing. I love seeing what everyone does with their entries.


Fuchsia (/ˈfjuːʃə/few-shə) is a vivid shade of red, purplish-red or pink named after the flower of the fuchsia plant, itself named after the German scientist Leonhart Fuchs[1]

The color fuchsia was first introduced as the color of a new aniline dye called fuchsine, patented in 1859 by the French chemist Francois-Emmanuel Verguin. Its name was changed the same year to magenta, after an historic battle near the Italian city of that name. [2]

One of the last fuchsias