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[jadafitch]

Red maples are starting to pop down in this of the woods.

[pokemonbiologyirlthetabletop]

Goldeen & Seaking

Goldeen (#118)

Ceropiscis elegans

General Information: A simple yet elegant Pokémon, Goldeens are a common site in freshwater rivers, ponds, streams, and lakes. They are extremely powerful swimmers, and they (and Seaking) are the only Pokémon capable of learning Waterfall through level-up! Neat!

Goldeens average at 2 feet tall (0.6 M) and 33.1 pounds (15 kg). It evolves into Seaking at level 33.

Habitat: They are indigenous to the New World and can be found in just about any body of freshwater! They’re reasonably tolerant to polluted waters, too, so can be seen in factory waste-water run-off ponds, too.

Life Cycles: The spawning season is every autumn, but the breeding season is in the Spring, when male Goldeens (and Seakings) will swim upstream to form large schools. Here, the Goldeens compete with others of their kind to determine who has the strongest, thickest horn. That’s not a euphemism!

Goldeens will co-parent their eggs for about a month, when they use their horns to bore holes into riverbed rocks for sheltering their eggs. Clutch sizes average at 200 eggs. Once the baby Goldeens hatch, they are left to defend themselves. As indicated by their clutch sizes, plenty of aquatic predators enjoy snacking on Goldeens, like Croconaws and Feraligatrs, but Goldeens can certainly give would-be predators a run for their money with their horns and impressive swimming!

Behavior: Outside of the breeding season, Goldeen are temperamental fish who like to ram humans and others with their horns for the sake of it. Keeping Goldeen in an aquarium is risky business because they will try to smash through the glass! It’s best to keep Goldeens in ponds and such, not aquarium tanks.

Goldeens are known for their elegant dances.

Diet: They eat seagrass, aquatic plants, and water bugs.

Conservation: Least Concern

Relationship with Humans: Goldeens are simple, elegant, unassuming Pokémon that adapt well to most aquatic environments. Many folks enjoy them in koi ponds, though they can be difficult to keep happy to the inexperienced trainer, and require much larger habitats than most folks are prepared to give them.

In general, Goldeens are more common as ornamental pets, fishing bait, or food, than they are on the teams of trainers, but Goldeens have been pretty thoroughly domesticated by the Indigenous Peoples of the Americas, so much of the temperamentality seen in their wild counterparts has been toned down in domesticated stock.  

Classification: Goldeen is in the genus Ceropiscis, meaning “horned fish.”

Seaking (#119)

Ceropiscis rubrum

General Information: Seakings are the evolved form of Goldeen. They are extremely powerful swimmers even capable of scaling waterfalls!

Seakings are 4’03 feet tall (1.3 M) and 86 pounds (39 kg) on average.

Habitat: Seakings are found in pretty much any freshwater body that has room for it. They are tolerant of polluted waters

Life Cycles: Seakings live for an average of 25-35 years in captivity, but some have been known to reach lifespans of 60 years! Their mating cycles are the same as Goldeen, but instead of comparing horns they compete for mates through display of their elegant and complicated dances.

Behavior: Seakings have a milder temper to Goldeens thanks in part to them being bigger and stronger, so the compensation is unnecessary.

Conservation: Least Concern

Relationship with Humans: Seakings have been thoroughly domesticated by humans. In the modern world, Seakings have a pretty dedicated fantatic fanbase with two main camp of folks, those who adore them for their horns, and those who adore them for their fins—according to actual canon lore, and these folks never get along! There are also the folks who raise exclusively Seakings and Goldeens for their beauty.

There are a wide variety of Seaking and Goldeen patterns in the domesticated varieties.

Classification: Seaking’s scientific name is Ceropiscis rubrum, meaning “red horned-fish.”

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Final Fantasy Type-0: Change the world —The answer— Chapter 4: Maybe one day [it will be] a real smile. Pages 206-211. Summary: Deuce and Jack explore Ingram and learn more about the reality Milites has been facing.

Deuce decided to follow Kurasame's advice, and set out to explore the streets of Ingram. She did not just want to walk around, but rather to get a precise idea of the enemy capital.

Whatever path the conflict would take in the following days, gathering the maximum amount of information about the opponent could not harm them. She offered the others to accompany her, without much success. The eight members of the main team were tired and preferred to spend the day in their rooms. Rem and Machina decided to do the same. Sice and Nine, on the other hand, refused to tread enemy sidewalks. Only Jack agreed to join her.

As soon as they walked through the hotel door, the strangeness of the landscape struck them. Paved streets made their way between ten-storey or higher buildings. Deuce felt like an insect at the feet of a giant. She could not help but praise the architectural talents of their enemies.

❝What beautiful buildings!❞

❝That's right.❞ Jack agreed. ❝But I wonder how they were built.❞

❝What do you mean?❞

❝Well... We use magic to transport the rocks, but the inhabitants of Milites can't. So how could they build such tall buildings? Arm strength?❞

Deuce thinks for a moment before answering.

❝Maybe they're using machines?❞

❝Like armor?❞

❝Not quite... The White Tiger can operate any kind of mechanisms, and not just war machines.❞

Arecia had explained to her how a device could store the energy extracted from the crystal in order to power both civilian and military machines. Unlike the inhabitants of Rubrum, the citizens of Milites continued to benefit from the generosity of the White Tiger long after they emerged from adolescence. The average age of the soldiers of the empire was therefore higher than that of the troops of the Vermilion Bird.

❝There must be magitek machines to do the heavy work and build these buildings.❞ She continued aloud.

❝In the end, the cities of the Milites empire were created with a crystal, just like ours... You're a real well of science, Deuce!❞ Jack exclaimed.

The compliment of the young man made her smile, but a memory brought her back to the unpleasant reality.

❝Since a new dictator took over the empire, energy is no longer used for the same purposes. It is said that all innovations are now intended for military use.❞

❝Oh, is that so? They don't build machinery at all anymore? Only weapons?❞

❝Exactly. What a pity, if you think about it. They are ingenious enough to build beautiful cities... Why waste their time fighting war?❞

❝You're missing a crucial point...❞

Deuce startled. The man who had just intervened stood a few feet from her in the middle of the sidewalk, surrounded by a cloud of soldiers— presumably bodyguards, she judged.

❝You are?❞ The girl asked.

He did not answer but pushed aside his escort to approach the aspirants. Dressed in white, he had silver hair. The blindfold he wore over his eye made him look threatening.

❝You think we're ruled by a power-hungry dictator?❞

❝Isn't that the case?❞ Jack asked without malice.

The stranger shook his head.

❝No. Only foreigners convey this image of our Imperial Marshal. Our nation loves him as a man and respects him for his wisdom.❞

❝If he's as great as you tell, why declare war on us?❞ Deuce intervened. ❝It is said that your country is cold and arid, and that your people suffer from hunger. Don't you think there are more urgent priorities than going to slaughter your neighbours?❞

❝We've thought about it for a long time. We have created countless of agricultural machines and sought all scientific means to improve our nourishment... But it has been twenty years since we have made no progress in this direction.❞

The man's gaze hardened and the two young ones stepped back.

❝Unable to feed our people, we begged Rubrum and Concordia to give us food aid. Our countless calls for help went unanswered.❞

❝And that's why you decided to declare war on us? Because you're mad at us?❞

❝We understand that you do not have enough to support us in addition to yours. But we had no choice. The people were desperate, and the government of the time ready to give up. Ten years ago, our Imperial Marshal intervened.❞

He straightened up to look down at the two aspirants.

❝He got rid of our inept leaders and turned to the people. “The choice is yours, people of Milites! Do you want to continue on the path of ruin, or do you want to take your destiny into your own hands? If you wish to fight, join the ranks of my army! If you are willing to sacrifice your life to save our women and children from hunger, stand up and come fight by my side!” Thanks to him, our nation has reinvented itself. We asked for alms while waiting for death. Thanks to him, we decided to build a better future for ourselves, the one we deserve, not the one we would like to be granted.❞

❝I see...❞ Deuce whispered, holding back a shiver of fear.

If what the man said is the truth, the two countries could never coexist. Even fertile, the earth was not infinite, and there was a limit to the amount of food it could produce. Deuce understood that we could fight for food.

Despite what the man in white claimed, the dictator of Milites worried the young girl. True, he had asked the people if they wanted war... But what choice did circumstances left him with?

Jack suddenly interrupted her thoughts:

❝But this Imperial Marshal accepted the armistice, didn't he? Isn’t your people unhappy?❞

❝Citizens of the empire show blind faith in their supreme leader. They must think he has an idea behind his head...❞

The stranger addressed them with a frosty smile before turning their heels. Over his shoulder, he threw:

❝I do not know what the Imperial Marshal planned, but I know that the fighting will resume one day or another between our two countries. Be patient, the good time will return.❞

Deuce watched him walk away.

❝Wait.❞ She called suddenly. ❝Who are you?❞

❝General Qator Bashtar, in the service of Imperial Marshal Cid Aulstyne. Remember these names: they are those of your enemies.❞

When the man and his bodyguards disappeared across the street, Deuce turned to his friend.

❝How sad to be condemned to war to survive! If it happens, the inhabitants of Milites would have nothing to feel bad for!❞

❝Probably...❞ Jack replied in an unconvinced tone.

❝I'm sure! Only the amnesia of death allows us to endure this situation. Without it, we would be too scared to fight! Imagine, if we remembered all those who perished in conflicts... Fear and sadness... Oh, it hurts just thinking about it!❞

❝I don't think so.❞ He replied, a cruel smile on his lips. ❝Humans are barbaric beings. They will always kill each other, amnesia or not.❞

❝You're wrong. Man is good by nature.❞

❝That's what you think. But you know, not everyone is the same as you.❞

She was silent. Jack had just thrown her into deep sadness. He who always raised his spirits, since that first day, eight years earlier...

[the-forest-whispers-my-name]

Took a first stab at identifying some trees in my parent’s yard in Westford MA. All three of these trees were visually familiar to me from growing up around them.

The first is a Quercus alba, or White Oak. The tree in question is rather tall, with wide, characteristic leaves. In its context in my parent’s yard, it sits on the edge of a forested acre of land adjacent to the property. It is a large decidous, native, broadleaf tree that can grow in USDA hardiness zones from 3 to 9. It grows best in rich, moist, and acidic well-drained loams. The solar conditions it prefers are full sun. Once established, it can adapt to a wide variety of soil conditions and boasts robust drought tolerance. It is usually used as a shade tree or lawn tree (the context in which I found it).

The second is a Betula alba, or European White Birch. It is an ornamental, decidious tree originally from Europe and Asia minor. The tree is most characterized by its distinctive and attractive striped white bark. It is characterized by its distinctive white bark. It can grow from USDA hardiness zones from 2 to 6. In habitats similar to its native range, it prefers solar conditions close to full sun. For soil, it requires consitantly moist soil (though can tolerate some dry soils). For this reason, it can require high maintenance if conditions are not optimal. In its native range, it is often found in wood margins (the context I found it in) but is often used in North America as a decorative tree. 

The final tree is a Acer rubrum, or Red Maple. It is a medium-sized decidous broadleaf tree native to Eastern North America. It is notable for the characteristic “Canada Flag” leaves, as well as its often focal placing. It can grow from USDA hardiness zones ranging from 3 to 9. It grows best in average, medium moisture soil with well-drained status. Optimal solar conditions range from full sun to partial shade. Once established it is tolerant of a wide range of soils, but it has a preference for moist and slightly acidic conditions. It is well-suited to the East Coast as it is fairly cold hardy. It is typically used as a lawn, tree, or park tree. It is not recommened as a street tree, as its shallow root system can buckle sidewalks or other hardscape.

Information source: https://www.missouribotanicalgarden.org/

Found in Westford MA

Manual ID with Watts Tree Finder

[simplyswooningk]

The Ancient and Most Noble House of Prewett, Chapter 7 “Pieces, Not the Puzzle”

This chapter is dedicated to @obsessedwithromione, who's support of this story from the beginning lit a fire under me to finish this update which I had been struggling with for weeks. Seventh Son should be updated by the weekend. All the Gobblygook translations are completely my own. Please read and review. :) FFN A03 or below:

Pieces, Not The Puzzle

Bill Weasley was dying to get out of the house. His wife, mother, sister and sister-in-laws (minus Hermione) and all the nieces and nephews had all converged on the place to cook a large Sunday dinner...on Wednesday.

He correctly guessed that it was a ruse to distract Ginny, who had been chained to Harry's hospital bed for what Molly had determined too long. So they were all there, cooking up a feast, or at least what should've been a feast for how long they had been there.

Ginny was quiet, and Bill could tell that she was doing her best to act engaged, but her head and her heart were clearly back at St. Mungo's. He didn't blame her. If Fleur had been laid up, there would've been no magic that could've kept him away.

He knew there was nothing Ginny could do for Harry, and Gryffindors hated doing nothing. They weren't wired to sit and wait. Of course, somehow all of his brothers had managed to get out of this particular event. Charlie had been recalled to Romania, something about baby Horntails being on the loose. Fred had a business trip in New York. He'd almost cancelled, but Ginny insisted on his going, arguing somebody should have some normalcy. Percy had "Ministry Matters to attend to" and as for Ron, well, Ron was in the thick of whatever was going on. He'd seen his brother twice and never more for than a few minutes since it had all started.

He hadn't had any updates, Ron wasn't returning any messages. Bill really didn't' expect him to, but it would have been nice to know that his youngest brother wasn't lying somewhere with a Dark Mark burned into his forehead.

Bill had honestly hoped to be done with Dark Marks and anything Voldemort related. He remembered the First War better than any of his siblings. He remembered the tears in his mother's eyes when Mad-Eye informed her and his grandparents that Gideon and Fabian wouldn't be coming home.

He remembered the funerals, the Dark Marks being burned into the sky and then it was over, like a firework that had burned hot and disappeared into nothing. Of course, the real fireworks began later.

He remembered the parties in the street, the celebrations and the feeling that things were going to be all right again.

He also remembered the conversations that no one thought he overheard or understood, the whispers that maybe He Who Must Not Be Named wasn't as dead as he seemed, the embers of a fire threatening to spark again.

It was the whispers that had hung over his entire adolescence. But then again, he had to admit he'd gotten off easy. When he thought of everything Ron had gone through from his first year at Hogwarts to his current situation, that kid had been through more hell than any of them combined.

He wished there was something he could do to help, something more than decipher curses after the fact.

He didn't like feeling useless any more than Ginny did. But just then being surrounded by all his female relatives and a plethora of toddlers, he felt about as useful as a Blast-Ended Skrewt playing Seeker.

Hopeless as the rest of his brothers in the kitchen, he'd been designated to make sure the children didn't kill each other.

Molly, always very intuitive to Bill, could tell that he was restless. And an idea struck her. Later on, no one could say whether it was coincidence, inspired or fate.

She pulled him aside, and as she couldn't help herself she brushed a long lock out of his hair out of his face. "Bill, we both know there's nothing you can do around her. Cooking has never been your bag even with magic."

Bill smiled at his mother, more so for her benefit than his own amusement. "True," he conceded.

"I've been meaning to ask you something. When I went to Gringotts, I couldn't get the keys to Rubrum or to Mallory House. The goblins said that I was given everything allotted to me. I'm not sure if it's an issue with the ward or, well I don't know. But I was hoping you could look into it."

Bill smiled, happy to have an excuse to get away. "I'll get right on it, Mum," he said, trying and failing to hide his eagerness at the thought of leaving.

With a kiss to his mother and Fleur and a lingering hug for Ginny, he Apparated to Gringott's. The place had been busier than normal. Lots of wizards and witches pulling money from their accounts and going on extended holidays. Bill couldn't fault them. He had a family he wanted to protect.

At the same time, the last thing he wanted was to teach his children was that when things got rough, the right thing to do was to get somewhere and hide. He laughed silently as his own contradictions. He made his way through the larger than average crowd, smiling at people he knew until he was finally at the Vault of Records.

Being a Curse-Breaker, he didn't have much to do with that department unless a magical family was claiming that recently found and un-cursed treasure belonged to them. He had access to the Vault but he had never had a cause to enter it.

The goblins took extra precautions to guard their secrets. All the records were written in Gobblygook. No one but the goblins and the people who the records belonged to could access them. Even Ministry Officials had to get special permission and wards had to be removed.

But Bill was a Prewett, so technically he wasn't breaking any rules by accessing the records, though the goblins probably would've had a bone to pick with him if they knew he was going into the area without their permission.

He entered the vault and his eyes widened. The vault extended endlessly in all directions. Every magical family that had ever existed in the British Isles probably had records there.

He stood at the front of the vault, awestruck for a few moments before remembering he had a job to do. And for that job, there was only one solution.

Magic.

"Accio Prewett records," he whispered. He heard a soft rustling that sounded like the roar of a Slytherin vs. Gryffindor Quidditch match in the deserted room. After a few moments, a massive, weathered leather-bound rectangular book started coming directly towards him. It seemed that goblins still hadn't developed wards that could completely throw off wand magic.

"Arresto momentum," he whispered before the book flattened him. It was the largest book he'd ever encountered. Not to mention the oldest, some of the dust on it probably went back to the days of Merlin.

He conjured up a small table and carefully took hold of the book, holding it carefully, not wanting to damage it. Even though there was special charms placed on the books to keep them from damage, Bill didn't want to risk it. Something instinctive had taken over, something he couldn't quite name.

His eyes fell to the seal of the House of Prewett red and gold, like most Ancient and Noble Houses with Gryffindor lineages and a white jaguar with the words vicit et valium emblazoned across the bottom.

"Victorious are the valiant," Bill couldn't stop himself from saying aloud. He smiled but then a shadow crossed his features. He realized this record was complete. There would never be any more additions to it. The House of Prewett was extinct, snuffed out like a candle in a strong burst of wind.

If he'd had the time, he would have loved to read the whole thing, even it was as almost as old as Gringotts itself. But Bill knew better than most that time was the one thing you never had.

He found the last page of the records. It was a very short page, the goblins' nonsensical alphabet and markings telling an indecipherable tale that he knew by heart.

His grasp of the difficult language was minimal at best. But what he could make out were the dates. Bill remembered that Gobblygook did not have words for the months of the year, and therefore it was all done numerically.

There had been a steady log kept throughout the eighties. One of the notes appeared to be dated April 11, 1981. It took Bill no time to remember that that was right before his grandparents went into hiding. He remembered everything about the war. He peered closer at the record, hoping to decipher a clue.

He saw the word ghyzed which he knew was Gobblygook for "ward" and ljekep which he knew translated to "heir" and figured that this was the log for the ward that had been placed over the Prewett properties by his uncle. Bill fought back a tear and pressed on. To his surprise that was not the last record written.

There were several dated just after the war and all with the same three words qtghad bzelct ldjave.

Bill wracked his brain, knowing he had heard the expression before. He tried to think of when and where.

Then it came to him, it had been an expedition in Thebes where a tomb filled with treasure had been discovered that supposedly belonged to the Caleks, a very old Egyptian family of wizards. But none of them were able to access it. Roughly speaking "qtghad bzelct ldjave" translated into "access attempt unsuccessful". Bill gathered that this was when his grandparents were trying to access the vault after his uncles died.

There had only been three attempts, Bill knew. His grandparents were far too grief stricken to worry about it. They had enough gold on hand to get by and had simply let the matter drop. After all, it only reminded them that their sons were not coming home. Bill remembered life before that. He couldn't help but remember the way it had changed after that.

From his grandfather's laugh to his mother's smile, everything after had been less. He cleared his throat and told himself to press on. He glanced down at the paper one last time, but he paused. He hadn't realized that his hand had been covering an entry.

For a moment he was certain he'd read the date wrong. He blinked, looked at it again, blinked again and stared. It couldn't be right. It was dated the fifth of May 2003. Bill read the entry which read qtghad gjelda; Rubrum ipmae ljekep Prewett ik Prewett.

"The fuck?" he whispered. If he was reading it right it said something along the lines of "access granted, Rubrum key given to the Prewett of Prewett."

Bill didn't know what to think. The last Prewett of Prewett had been his grandfather, who had been dead since 1989. The heirs to the title had been dead for eight years before that.

Were the goblins running some sort of scam? Had they been holding his family's property hostage this whole time? Was that why they refused to give Molly the key to Rubrum. But if they had been holding the Prewett fortune all this time, why had they hadn't held onto the entire thing?

He wouldn't put much past goblins, if he was honest, but it didn't add up. They valued treasure even more so than they did magic. They would not part with a single Knut without an outright vicious brawl, let alone the money that his family had received.

Something was clearly amiss. Bill knew all too well that the goblins would answer no questions. But perhaps they had figured out how to break the wards surrounding Rubrum and were using it for some shady business dealings?

That was his mother's house. It was the seat of an ancient and storied Wizard family. He set his jaw in a firm line. They wouldn't get away with it. Not on his watch.

He returned the ancient book back to its place, his mind flooding with memories of his uncles and the mansion that he'd once been free to roam. If the goblins had decided to commandeer it for some heinous reasons of their own, then damn his career, he wouldn't rest until he'd brought them to justice.

He took greater care exiting the building as the crowds had largely dissipated, but as soon as he was in the middle of Diagon Alley, he Apparated to Rubrum.

The sun was still setting in the background, lighting up the outer grounds behind the house with a dark red hue. Bill hadn't been there since he was a boy. It had lain lifeless and desolate for so long, without the joy and laughter that had once been its hallmark.

He stepped to the gate, its bronzed legs covered in two decades worth of moss and to his surprise, they opened.

He glanced around, a feeling of unease settling over him. Those gates were not supposed to open to anyone, not anymore.

And then from the eastern window, a light came on. Bill's eyes turned to the window in time to see a figure moving out of the window. It happened so fast, he could not tell if it was a goblin or anything else for that matter.

Filled with all the Gryffindor courage that both his lineages imbibed in him, he raced to the door, about to fling a bombarda through it when to his shock, it opened.

Vicit et Validum

Somber didn't even begin to describe the mood in Kingsley's office. No one had even uttered a word since Ron had revealed that Dumbledore's tomb had been robbed. The Aurors on duty didn't remember a thing and everyone surmised that they had been Confunded.

The Elder Wand, The Wand of Destiny, the Deathstick was gone, missing and most likely in the hands of this mystery lieutenant Voldemort had left behind. Nothing made sense. Nothing was going to make sense.

Ron realized he was still holding Hermione's hand. He knew he should've let it go, but he couldn't bring himself to. He felt like he was watching his whole life from the outside. He heard himself telling Kingsley what had happened, but he wasn't conscious of it. He heard Kingsley ask for an update on the interrogation of Yaxley and Lestrange.

"Are they talking?" he asked.

"Silent as stone," sighed the disturbed Minister. "We're thinking of using Veritaserum."

"Don't think. Do it," Ron said. "We've wasted enough time playing this game. We need answers. I'll take a crack at them."

"Ron, I think you may be too involved," Kingsley said with a sigh.

"Fucking hell, Kingsley, at this point, aren't we all?"

"Something doesn't make sense," Hermione said, speaking for what seemed the first time in an eternity.

Ron scoffed. "Understatement of the millennium, 'Mione."

"I'm trying to think, Ronald. Why would they go after Luna and Rolf? Why? I mean Luna was in the Order, but this isn't about any of that. Not really."

Hermione was on to something. Ron thought for a moment, feeling around in his brain for a locked door he barely remembered.

Then it hit him. He thought back to his conversation with Neville, a conversation that had only happened a few hours earlier, but seemed two lifetimes away.

"Because they would know," he said softly, his voice a hair above a whisper.

Hermione turned to look at him. "What?"

"Because they would know. If something strange was going on, they would know. They'd be able to sense it. You know they have a way of knowing whenever something terrible is about to happen. During the War, they went after Luna before because of what Xeno was saying. Whoever's doing this wanted to make sure that they would never get a chance. That's why they went after them."

"But not Xeno?" Hermione was clearly perplexed.

Ron shrugged darkly. "Merlin knows how long those two fuckers had been Polyjucying as Luna and Rolf. They've probably got Xeno under a bloody Imperius."

Hermione fought back tears. She had missing friends, injured friends, dead friends. They'd been going in circles for too long, they'd lost too much. But there was no time to cry.

Her eyes met her husband's. Their thoughts hadn't been more in sync since the day they got married. It wasn't time to decipher prophecies, or search for clues. It was time to fight.

"Kingsley," Ron said turning to his boss. "You've got to let me go down there. I can't just stand here. I've got to do something. If Luna and Rolf are all right, they won't be for long."

Kingsley took a breath. He seemed to weigh his options before speaking. "All right. But the second you lose your cool, Auror Weasley, I'm pulling you out. Are we clear?"

"As a penseieve," Ron said, already halfway out the door. He had no time to waste.

Interrogations weren't his favorite thing. He didn't like spending time with Dark Wizards or their twisted followers. He certainly didn't like listening to their long, nauseating speeches about their sinister plots and even more sinister brains. The whole thing drained him more than three hours of Quidditch in an August afternoon.

But if it meant helping Harry, if it meant finding Rolf and Luna, if it meant putting an end to it, he would gladly listen. He reached for his Veritaserum, ready to shove it down their miserable throats. Legillmency was banned for use in official Auror interrogations or he would've attempted it.

When he reached Lestrange's holding cell, he felt a rush of adrenaline building in his veins. He felt like he was closer, like he was nearer to ending this. He thought of the moment when he dropped a stone statute on Greyback's head. This felt like that.

Something told him that he was close, but he had been wrong before.

He had no time to be wrong.

The door opened and he dismissed the young Auror who was guarding Lestrange, who was tied to a chair, with his mouth magically sealed. Ron turned red at the sight of him, fuming with coiled rage. The Auror office had been searching for him for the past five years. His capture should've been a reason to celebrate. Instead, it was a reason to take up arms, to find and fight whoever had brought him out of the shadowy corners he'd been hiding in. Ron took a moment to size him up, fighting every urge in his body not to choke him out.

Ron hated him and he hated himself for hating anyone even if they were a murderous Death Eater. But hating him wasn't going to get him any closer to the truth. Unfortunately, only Lestrange himself could do that.

Rabastan Lestrange hadn't aged much from his years in the war. The evil in his veins apparently came with fountain of youth properties. He had no frown lines, no deep creases, as if he had never known stress. Even years in Azkaban seemed to leave no physical mark on him. Dementors could only do so much damage on the already demented, it seemed.

He seemed calm, nonchalant. It was not his first interrogation by Aurors. Perhaps he thought of it as nothing more than an annoying formality, a small price to pay for the cause.

Ron knew Lestrange thought of him as a blood traitor. He was dealing with a Death Eater through and through. Someone loyal to Voldemort and all the glory he had promised them, a hater of muggles and muggle-borns, someone willing to die just to say that he'd kept magic away from people he thought of as unworthy.

Ron might not have hated him so much if he didn't remember that they were related, that the same blood, the blood of Old Magic ran through their veins. That if it weren't for his parents, that if it weren't for his entire family being decent and honorable, being fucking Gryffindors, he could've been just the same.

Choking back the bile and anger in his throat, Ron tried to harness his fury. He had had a job to do.

He conjured up a chair. There was a part of him that wanted to do this old school and pound the answers out of Lestrange's face. But he knew he didn't have time.

"Aperi," he said aiming his wand at Lestrange's mouth. The former Death Eater's mouth dropped open and Ron quickly poured three drops of Veritaserum down his throat. He poured three more remembering that all the Lestranges had been trained to resist the potion. He sat back down and waited for a moment for the potion to take effect. And if it didn't, Ron still had his fists.

When Lestrange stopped jerking around, Ron cleared his throat. He set his jaw in a very firm line and faced Rabastan Lestrange. This man had tortured Neville's parents, killed countless innocent people and had eluded capture for years. Now Ron had him in his clutches, but he couldn't lock him away, not yet. Especially because there was one thing he needed to know before anything else.

"Where are Rolf and Luna?" Ron asked coolly, restraining himself as best he could. He felt his heart racing as he watched Lestrange struggle to keep his mouth shut.

"Where are they?" Ron demanded as he fought to stay in his seat and keep his hands from Lestrange's neck. "Tell me. Now."

Rabastan did not yield easily, that much was certain. The words came out harsh and choked as if someone was literally grabbing them from his throat.

"They're in the dungeon of my house," came his glassy-eyed, broken reply. Snape's favorite potion had taken effect. Lestrange, with all his loyalty and devotion to his dark cause, was no match for it.

Ron wasted no time dispatching a missive to Kingsley to send Aurors to the Lestrange mansion.

"Who are you working for?" Ron asked, turning to face Lestrange.

"The Dark Lord."

"Voldemort is dead. Who are you working for?"

"The Dark Lord," Lestrange repeated.

"Try again. Who are you working for?

"The Dark Lord's servant."

Ron sat up straight. "Who is the Dark Lord's servant?" He cringed as the words left his lips. It went against everything he believed in, everything he was to use the Death Eater's term of veneration.

"The Dark Lord's servant."

"What is his name?" Ron tried again. He aimed his wand at Lestrange's heart. "Now."

"I do not know his name."

"What is his name?"

"I do not know his name."

"Fuck." Ron looked at Lestrange's face and realized he was telling the truth.

Lestrange was so demented, so blinded to the cause of pureblood supremacy that he would willingly follow someone who claimed to be Voldemort's servant, even if he didn't know who it was. It baffled and outraged him almost as much as it terrified him. Blindly loyal with nothing to lose, there was really nothing these people wouldn't do.

Ron didn't even want to bother with Yaxley. If Lestrange knew nothing, Yaxley knew less. He was a stooge, always had been. He thought for a minute, trying to figure out what else he might be able to get out of him.

"Where is the Dark Lord's servant?"

"In his home."

"The Riddle House was destroyed."

"The servant is his own home."

"Where is that?"

"I do not know. The servant sends a portkey when he wants us. We don't know where we are."

Ron sighed, ready to punch the ceiling. This was getting nowhere. Every rock he uncovered only led to a million more. All he had was a piece, not the puzzle. His attention was called away briefly.

He whirled around to see an all too familiar sight. Lestrange was wrestling on the floor, seizing, foaming at the mouth, clearly in distress.

Ron leapt to the ground beside him, trying to steady his movements.

"Help! Help, get someone in here now!" he yelled as he tried to steady Lestrange's head.

He didn't have a bezoar, he had used it on Neville. As much as he didn't want to save him, he didn't want to lose him either. Lestrange was one half of the only lead he had, he couldn't die. "Help, fucking somebody help!" he screamed again.

Within seconds, three Auors and a Mediwizard rushed in. Lestrange was already turning purple. "Save him! Save him, whatever you have to do," Ron screeched at the Mediwizard.

The Aurors rushed Lestrange out of the room and Ron felt his heart sinking. What kind of world was he living when he was begging for a Death Eater's life to be saved?

But he had no time to wallow. He had to figure out who this servant was. Bellatrix had bit the dust, courtesy of one Molly Weasley. Who else would the sick fucker have trusted?

Minutes later, Ron was trying to pull himself together, so he could gear up to have a go at Yaxley, when Kingsley entered the room. He looked the grimmest Ron had seen him over the past few days and that was certainly saying something.

"Lestrange was poisoned with essence of mermaids' tears," Kingsley said with a sigh. "He's dead. Nothing the healers could do."

Confusion clouded Ron's features. "Essence of mermaids' tears isn't poisonous."

"It is when it's mixed with Veritaserum. He probably didn't even know he had it in his system. Whoever's behind this has probably been dosing him with it in case he was caught. To ensure his silence." Kingsley's voice was laced with disgust and a tinge of fear. Their opponent wasn't above killing his own soldiers.

Ron leaned against the table, his legs suddenly feeling wobbly. Whoever this was, they had thought of it all, they'd mapped out every piece on the board. And he didn't know which game they were playing anymore.

"Did you get anything out of him?" Kingsley asked, the despondency evident in his voice. He sat down beside him and Ron shrugged dismissively, not wanting to think about the past fifteen minutes.

"He's working for the Dark Lord's Servant, that's all I know. And he doesn't...didn't know who that was. Rolf? Luna?" he suddenly remembered.

Kinglsey's mouth turned up into the smallest of smiles. "I got a report from the Aurors in the field. They are unhurt for the most part. Missing locks of hair mainly. We're bringing them here immediately."

Ron wanted to feel more relief than he did. He was chuffed that Rolf and Luna were safe. But he couldn't bring himself to feel anything besides rage and frustration. He forced a smile.

"That's good news. We could use more of it." He felt like an absolute knob, he loved Luna and Rolf dearly, but their being safe was only temporary, everyone's safety was only temporary. If they didn't stop this, no one would be safe again.

"That we could," Kingsley agreed. Ron felt as if he was searching for something to say. As the Minister, it was Kingsley's job to reassure and shore up the community in trying times. Kingsley, however, didn't seem to have the words then and there, which was fine with Ron.

As far as he was concerned, there were none that could be said.

"Fancy a go at Yaxley?" Kingsley asked after several still moments. "He's no Death Eater, you might be able to crack him."

"Do you think whoever's doing this stupid enough to give fucking Yaxley information? "

"No stone unturned, Ronald."

"Constant vigilance, sir," Ron replied with a weak smile. A genuine smile had been hard for him to crack lately.

Kingsley studied the young Auror for a moment. "Take a breath, Ron," he told him.

Ron eyed his boss curiously. It was honestly the last thing he'd expected from the Minister.

"You've been running since this began," Kingsley pressed on. "Keep at it like this and you'll find yourself in a hole no magic can pull you out of."

Ron sighed. "Kingsley, I doubt that whoever the hell is doing this is taking breathers. I can rest when this is over."

Kingsley exhaled a soft, dry chuckle. "That's exactly what I expected you to say. You Weasleys are a damn stubborn bunch."

Ron laughed. "That we are. But I would not have it any other way."

"Neither would I. Take a moment, then. Gather your thoughts. I'll have one of the interns bring Yaxley in about fifteen minutes."

Ron nodded and Kingsley left the room. Ron noticed that even his normal walking gait had increased, like he had no time even to walk normally.

Maybe he didn't, Ron thought darkly. Ron looked at his watch. Fifteen minutes seemed an instant and an eternity. He realized he didn't even know where to start. The pieces of the puzzle that he had didn't seem to belong to each other at all.

He was missing something. Yaxley wouldn't be very helpful, he knew, but the times were well past desperate.

"Constant vigilance," he whispered to himself as he tried to put on his game face, determined not to let the events of the last few days shake his resolve. He had to figure it out, he couldn't stop until he did.

He only hoped that he was heading even remotely in the right direction.

Meanwhile, Hermione, unable to sit still, had asked for permission to examine the personal effects that were found with Yaxley and Lestrange. She didn't know what to expect, she just knew she couldn't wait around to hear about an interrogation she wasn't allowed to be a part of.

She was given a separate room where their wands and personal items had been laid out for her. Part of her didn't want to go near their wands, especially Lestrange's. She couldn't imagine (and didn't particularly want to) what horrors that twisted, gnarled piece of wood had caused.

There were at least three vials of Polyjuice potion, two bottles of Dreamless Sleep, several empty potion vials, a ring that bore the Dark Mark, and a black weathered, leather-bound book.

Something about it looked familiar, like she'd seen it before. The book had been placed on its back and she turned it over. The markings on it were faded, but she thought she could make out some sort of bird and what appeared to be a large cat, a cheetah perhaps. Something was telling her she'd seen it before. She couldn't place it, and it didn't make sense. Why would she have seen a book belonging to a Death Eater?

She couldn't tell if she was acting in harmony or against her better judgment when she opened it. Her heart sank when it became apparent the pages were completely blank. Her mind immediately went to Tom Riddle's diary. Better not to fool with that, she reasoned very quickly and put it aside.

Then again, she paused. Lestrange was dead now. If his memories were contained in that book, they could be very useful. Before she could examine the rest of the items, a memo came through: Rolf and Luna were at the Ministry. She leaped up from her chair, eager to see her friends. She was going to give Luna the biggest hug of her life. As she exited, she couldn't say why, but she took the book wit her. For some reason, she didn't want it out of her sight.

When she reached the room where Luna and Rolf were being examined, she paused. Something about the thought of seeing Luna injured and newly escaped from Death Eaters brought back memories she did her best to keep buried.

She couldn't let her mind go there, not back to Malfoy Manor, not to the screeching and soulless tones of Bellatrix's voice, not to the stabbing, relentless pain of the Cruciatius Curse pounding through her whole body.

The only part she ever let herself even think about for a moment was how she survived, how she put Bellatrix's threats, her voice, her wand, her knife and her curse all out of her mind.

His voice, screaming with rage and aching with concern as he called her name. She had focused on that, his voice, her name. There was nothing else, nothing else at all. She had focused on nothing but Ron's voice and she'd survived the worst experience of her life.

If she tried hard enough she could almost hear him calling her that moment.

"'Mione. 'Mione. Hermione."

She looked up and right into her favorite pair of eyes, which were now clouded with concern. She colored slightly when she realized he had been calling her name. He was standing right beside her. He was always there beside her.

HIs concern was evident. "You all right, love?"

She nodded. "I just...I just don't want to see Luna like that."

His eyes filled with understanding at her words. He knew what she meant.

He took her hand in his and squeezed it lightly. "She's alive, that's what matters. For everything else, there's a cure. "

She smiled up at him. "You're right. You're always right."

His eyes widened and a roguish grin crossed his features. "What did you just say? Who are you and what did you do with Hermione Granger? You're an impostor, you are."

Hermione smiled despite herself. "Shut up, before I take it back."

"Can't take it back, it's already out there."

She rolled her eyes as he gently kissed her forehead.

"Let's go in yeah," he said with a smile. "We can't avoid it forever."

"Yeah," she said, intertwining his fingers wit hers. "Wait, did you get anything from Yaxley?"

"Haven't had a chance yet. Wanted to see Rolf and Luna first."

Hermione nodded, she'd dropped everything when she heard they were at the Ministry. In times like these, every second one could get with their loved ones was absolutely priceless.

Whatever was behind the door and whatever Rolf and Luna had to say, Hermione couldn't avoid it. She didn't want to. She squared her shoulders and braced herself to see her friends. Bad memories be damned. There were worse things to be than a survivor.

Stepping into the room, relief filled Hermione when she saw that Rolf and Luna looked rather unscathed. Physically, anyway.

"Hello, Hermione. Hello, Ron," Luna said her in usual airy voice. That one single sound caused a waterfall of relief to flood through her veins. She took a long look at them. They looked tired, and she could see bruises on their wrists. Luna's hair, instead of its usual light blond, looked ashen. Bu her eyes looked bright and she had a smile, though it was nowhere as large as it normally was.

Rolf looked wearier than she'd ever seen him and she'd seen him wrestle a Blast-Ended Skrewt. But other than a nasty bruise under his right eye, he seemed all right.

They looked nowhere near their best, but they were breathing.

"Bloody hell, you guys look like shite," this from a ginger who always had a certain way with words.

Hermione shot Ron a glare, but he didn't meet her eyes once. He was too busy grabbing Rolf by the shoulders and embracing him fondly.

"You all right? Are you hurt? Do we need Healers?" Ron gave Rolf and Luna a firm hug and a once-over, trying to make sure there wasn't any damage done. On the outside at least.

"Rolf, that's a nice shiner you've got," Ron said taking out his wand. "But I've seen enough bruises in my life. Sanas pellius," he gave his wand a quick wave and watched Rolf's black eye disappear. If only every scar was so easy.

"Thanks, mate," Rolf with a smile. Ron and Hermione settled into chairs across from them.

For a moment everyone was silent, Hermione conjured up tea tray and busied herself pouring everyone's cup.

Everyone stirred and sipped and stirred and sipped again. Luna put her cup down slowly. She met her friends' eyes and took a breath.

"You want to know what happened, but you don't want to ask." She wasn't asking a question. Luna never asked questions, she already seemed to know. Hermione was relieved that that hadn't seemed to change.

Ron put down his teacup. "We have to ask, we have to know what happened."

Rolf placed an around Luna's shoulder. "It was last month," he said as if he wasn't quite sure of dates anymore. Hermione didn't blame him. She'd been feeling the same way since this whole thing started.

"We were making unicorn and veela hair bracelets for the Boggarts," Luna chimed in, her eyes far away as if she was watching the scene from a giant television inside her mind. "It keeps them in good spirits."

"We heard a bang from outside," Rolf added quickly. "We thought it was the nifflers getting lose. Those buggers are damn impossible to catch one you lose them, so we both hurried out. But it was just Xeno. Or at least we thought it was Xeno."

"Rolf thought it was Dad, but I knew something was wrong. I've known something was wrong for a while. That's why I've been using my mother's Occlumency spell, to see if I could figure it out."

Hermione raised an eyebrow "Your mother's spell? Is it different from...regular Occulmency?"

"Oh yes, it allows you to enter the minds of all the wizards around you. I've been using it ever since I got the feeling that something was not quite right. All the wrackspurts were disappearing and they don't do that unless there are tons of wizards whose ears they'd rather not enter about. I knew something was wrong."

"Luna dear," Rolf said. "Perhaps we should stay on subject."

"Of course, Rolf dear. Well, I knew it wasn't my father and whoever it was must've known that because before we could move, we were Stupefied. They took us somewhere dark and gray."

Ron nodded. "The Lestrange Mansion."

Rolf shook his head. "No, they moved us there later. But where we were at first, there was a window, I could see a cemetery and a large oak tree."

"Was anyone else with you? Ollivander?"

Rolf shook his head. "No, it was only us. Everyday a very old house-elf would come with porridge and take a lock of our hair. We were tied up and without our wands so there wasn't much we could do. I figured they were using it for Polyjuice."

Ron nodded. "They were. They used it to set a trap for Harry."

"For Harry?" the little color that had returned to Luna's face drained in an instant. "Is Harry all right?"

Ron cursed himself. He hadn't meant to say that. His friends had just been through hell. They didn't need to feel worse. "He's on the mend. Is there anything you can tell us, about where you were, anything you remember?"

Rolf shook his head. "They gave us Dreamless Sleep. We were out of it most of the time."

"There were Ps on the bricks," Luna said suddenly.

Bloody hell, she's still Loony, Ron thought. His face must've shown his thoughts because Hermione elbowed him.

"Ps, Luna? Like the letter?" Hermione asked slowly.

Luna nodded. "I remember, in every corner of every brick there was a P inside an upside-down triangle. It was chiseled into all of them."

This time, Ron and Hermione couldn't help themselves from exchanging a glance. They looked over at Rolf for confirmation, but he merely shrugged. "I can't say either way. But I've learned never to doubt Luna."

Hermione silently agreed with Rolf, but she honestly didn't know what to make of what Rolf and Luna had to say. It wasn't much to go on, if anything at all. She was sick of cryptic messages and dead ends. She wanted answers.

So did Ron. He mulled over what Lestrange had said. Perhaps Rolf and Luna had been in the home of Voldemort's servant, whoever the fuck that was. A very old house elf and bricks with the letter 'P' chiseled into them.

"What happened when they moved you?" Ron asked.

"It was only a few days ago," Rolf said. "By then I had stopped eating the food they were giving us because of the Dreamless Sleep. I was trying to conjure up a quail or two and hide it away when two men with masks on their faces stormed in and started dragging us away. I tried to fight them off, hence the shiner, but the next thing I knew they were pushing us toward a portkey which took us to the Lestrange mansion."

"How'd you know it was the Lestrange mansion?"

"Rastaban Lestrange wasn't exactly trying to hide it. He greeted us as his guests before having us locked away."

Ron scoffed. "Sounds like a Lestrange."

The wheels in Hermione's head were turning. "When was this exactly? Do you remember?"

"Two days ago."

"When the wandmakers went missing," Ron and Hermione said at the same time. They looked at each other again.

"Rolf, Luna," Hermine sated quickly. "We're so happy you're all right. But we better let you get some rest now. Feel better and if you remember anything at all, please let us know. Kingsley's taking personal responsibility for you. You'll stay here until this over. Xeno too."

Ron and Hermione soon left the room, more perplexed than ever. Ron briefly related Lestrange's rambling's about Voldemort's servant and his home.

"You think that's where Rolf and Luna were originally taken?" Hermione asked as they made way to Kingsley's office. They wanted to keep him up to date before returning to their assignments.

Ron nodded. "Maybe, but I'm not sure of anything right now."

"But why move them?"

"Who knows? Maybe because they're holding the wandmakers hostage as well. Maybe because Lestrange wanted to toy with them. At this point, all I'm prepared to admit is that I don't have the fucking foggiest clue what's going on."

Hermione shrugged. "Agreed."

Ron noticed the book Hermione was holding. "What do you've got there, The Abridged Hogwarts: A History?"

"Very funny, Ronald. No, it's a book Yaxley had. It's very old and it's blank, but I can't shake the feeling it's a clue."

Ron looked more than a little aghast. "A blank book? Better be careful with that, love. It could be cursed or...worse."

Hermione knew he was right. But for some reason, the notion only made her grip it tighter.

They arrived at Kingsley's office to see the welcome site of Molly Weasley. Her and Kingsley were clearly having a chat, and Molly clearly was bearing gifts as she was clutching a large picnic basket.

"Mum, what are you doing here?" Ron asked as he moved to greet his mother, kissing both of her cheeks.

"Making sure the two of you eat something," Molly said with a smile. "You've been running nonstop since this whole mess began. Here," she said as she opened the basket with her wand and began to lay out a spread. "I brought roast pork and asparagus."

"Oh, bless you, Molly," Hermione said with a smile. "I hate to admit it, but I'm rather starving at the moment."

"Of course, dear," Molly said. "I brought tea cakes as well because I know how much the two of you—" Molly had looked up, gone white and nearly toppled over the basket with the start she'd made. Her jaw hung wide open and her eyes were filled with shock.

"Mum?" Ron asked. No answer. "Mum? Mum, what is it?"

Molly didn't look at her son. Her eyes were fixed on Hermione's hands. When she did finally speak, her voice was a trembling whisper.

"Hermione, where in Merlin's name did you find Gideon's diary?"

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Cat friendly plants that will not poison your cat and 15 of the deadliest Plants that can kill your cat?

Not all plants are cat-friendly. 15 plants you should avoid when you have a cat. 

Nothing is more beautiful and inspiring like a bunch of flowers or potted plants that give the last touch to your home. Flowers add a beautiful and welcoming touch to every home. Unfortunately for different reasons when you have cats you need to consider the plants you buy and have to choose them carefully as some of the plants can be toxic for your cats. Cats love to nibble on plants, it helps them to digest the food and get rid of hairballs. We all know that cats are carnivorous but they love to munch on greenery around the house and garden. There is quite a long list of deadly plants what can harm your cat.

Cats love plants, and sometimes they rub themselves on the plants or sit in the flowerpot. The danger starts when they start nibbling the plants as this can end deadly. Individual plants and flowers are toxic beyond any means and can put cats straight into shock, and that can cause heart failure or kidney failure. We go through some subjects like 15 toxic plants for your cat What should you watch out for and what are the symptoms Symptoms that affect the organs directly What to do when you suspect your cat been poisoned What Plants are Cat-Friendly and will not harm your cat Preventive measures 1.Lilies a favourite plant and flower but highly toxic for your cat Lilies can cause kidney failure in your cat. I know the yellow dust from the flower stamps get everywhere and I know my cats ... they are everywhere so I don't want them to be yellow or brown and I do not want them to poison with the lilies.

(  Lilium species ) 

Tiger Lilies Day-Lilies Stargazer Lilies Easter Lilies Wood Lilies Japanese Lilies Rubrum Lilies I love lilies but with my cats, I do not buy them anymore.  There are other beautiful smelling plants or flowers that you can use around cats and they do the same job in making your home look welcoming or beautiful.  2. The beautiful Daffodils another poison plant for your cat,  Daffodils make cats vomit and cause an upset stomach. Cats usually only show symptoms if a larger portion of bulbs, foliage or pods are ingested. It will lead to poisoning, and it will show with signs of dehydration, vomiting, electrolyte imbalance, diarrhoea, and discomfort in the abdominal area. Make sure when your cat shows the symptoms you get to a veterinarian so he can check how dangerous it is. 3.All kind of Aloe vera. ( Agave Americana, Barbados or Curacao aloe) What is good for us humans must not be suitable for cats. The whole family of Aloe Vera can cause a toxic reaction to cats. Those plants also have thorns and cats and dogs can easily be insured by the thorns. Especially the longer ones. 4. Oleander is a deadly plant for your cat even it looks so beautiful. 

I love Oleander, it is such a beautiful plant for the sake of my cats I gave up Oleander. Unfortunately, Oleander contains cardiac glycoside toxins that affect your cat's heart. Every single part of that shrub plant is highly toxic for your cat and dog. 5. Castor Bean is a deadly plant for your cat.  The seeds and leaves contain a highly toxic glycoprotein with the name ricin. Only a small amount of the seeds or beans ingested by your cat but also for dogs can end deadly. 6. Are daisies poisonous for your cat? Daisies are also from the chrysanthemum family and yes they are toxic to your cat. It starts with vomiting, diarrhoea, skin irritation, hypersalivation and loss in coordination. Act fast when your cat shows signs look for a vet, the symptoms are similar to tick poisoning both should not be taken lightly and it is advised that you visit as quickly as possible your veterinarian.  According to the ASPCA, the Gerbera jamesonii also called Gerber daisy is on the other hand non - toxic for cats and considered a safe plant. It is a bit confusing and to make sure that you do not mix it up to keep them both as far as possible from your cat.

With Petplus you can buy the medicine up to 50% cheaper than over the counter. FREE 24/7 PET HELP Unlimited access to Veterinary telehealth specialists 24/7 via email, chat or phone. Our members can easily save between $300 and $800/year on unnecessary vet visits. Normally a $130/year value. Free with PetPlus. Click here to access Pet Plus  7. Rhododendrons and Azaleas are poisoning to your cat  When indigested by your cat both Rhododendrons and Azaleas contain grayanotoxins. Those toxins are in all parts like the pollen and the nectar. The average calculation is 1g/per kg of body weight. (especially dangerous for kittens) These toxins called grayanotoxins affect the skeletal muscles, cardiac muscles, and nerve function in pets. It affects the heart and can cause an irregular heartbeat, it causes weeping, vomiting, salivation, weakness, convulsions, coma and death. Azaleas are also often given as a gift. Consider if you have a friend who has a pet not to give azaleas. As beautiful as they are kept in mind that they are highly toxic for your furry friends. Those plants are the more poisonous ones and you should bring your cat in case of poisoning straight to a veterinarian. 8. Hyacinths are less poisonous to your cat.

You ask why it is simple the bulbs of your hyacinths are under the earth and if you store them to make sure you keep them safe and secure from your cat.  The bulbs are toxic to your cat. I have seen cats playing with the bulbs but never eating them or nibble on them. In any case, keep them away as they are toxic and can cause in rare cases death. 9.Tulips a high toxins plant that is poison for your cat. The toxins of tulips are concentrated in the bulb. Severe symptoms of poisoning include an increase in heart rate, and difficulty breathing. Symptoms according to ASPCA:  Vomiting, depression, diarrhoea, hypersalivation. 10. Begonias beautiful plants but toxic for your cat. According to the ASPCA has listed all species of begonias being toxic to cats and dogs. If a cat digests the begonia it can cause oral irritation, hypersalivation, difficulty swallowing and vomiting. Difficulty in swallowing can result in joking. Be aware when your cat shows sign. The more toxic part of the plants are the begonia tubers.

11. Umbrella Tree also is known as Schefflera actinophylla a mildly toxic plant for your cat. 

Your cat has to eat a lot of the Umbrella tree to be toxic. The small or big amount each cat is different and it can cause toxic poisoning to your cat. The symptoms will be mild like diarrhoea and vomiting. It should not be matter mild or strong poisoning it causes pain and suffering for your cat and I am sure you do not want your cat to suffer.

12. Spider plants again a less toxic thread to your cat.

Spider plants do attract like the light the mot. The long-reaching leaves playing with the wind make a tempting play for your cat. Especially for cats who are bored or if there is only one cat in a household. Cats can easily reach them as they are mainly hung in baskets. Symptoms for ingesting the spider plants are vomiting, retching, salivation and anorexia. Even those plants are less toxic resist the temptation to buy them and put them into your household. Cats are different some cats play easy with anything and are tempted to play and nibble on this plant. Some cats are stronger and some are weaker. Don't take any chances.

13. Australian Ivy Palm another deadly plant for your cat 

In south-east Asia, you find a lot of this plant. Nearly every street corner has at least one of those palms. These palms have toxic substances like Terpenoids,  saponins, and insoluble oxalates. Symptoms;  Oral irritation, pain and swelling of mouth, tongue and lips, excessive drooling, vomiting, difficulty swallowing.  If you see your cat have difficulties swallowing or swelling in the mouth area, tongue and lips then you have to bring your cat immediately to an emergency animal hospital. Swelling of the mouth, tongue and lip can cause suffocation to your cat.

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14. A deadly plant called  Dieffenbachia or also known as Dumb Cane.

Dieffenbachia is a beautiful plant and easy to grow. When it is healthy it is a lush green plant. The dieffenbachia contains toxic insoluble calcium oxalates and proteolytic enzymes. The Dieffenbachia also is known as the Dumb Cane has made its name due it has a numbing effect when the leaves are orally consumed. When consumed or chewed on by your cat it causes an oral irritation like the intense burning of the mouth what results into numbing effect to the mouth and then swallows to the throat. Excessive drooling and vomiting. It can cause life-threating moments when the throat of your cat swells up and your cat cannot breathe anymore. The dieffenbachia is one of the more dangerous houseplants to keep around if you have pets. 15. The famous Mistletoe for humans but can kill your cat. It is a deadly plant ...

Also called the American Mistletoe. A kiss under the mistletoe with your loved one beautiful memory. Keep in mind to hang it high enough and unreachable for your cat if you need to have a mistletoe. American Mistletoe contains toxic substances like Toxalbumin, Pharatoxin Viscumin (Lectins, Phoratoxins). What can cause vomiting, diarrhoea, low blood pressure (rare), difficulty breathing, low heart rate? A low heart rate needs to be treated immediately from a veterinarian. If your cat tries to reach your mistletoe and got hold of it and on top, she is chewing on it bring her straight to the vet. Your cat could go into shock and death within a few hours. Here is a list of the most common toxic plants for cats. Those plants are the most commonly encountered plants around. You can find them easily in any flower shop or Plant nursery.  When cats become bored they do all thoughts of things, the best solution is keeping your cat busy...

Most common plants that are poison and can kill your cat.

Amaryllis (Amaryllis sp.) Azaleas and Rhododendrons (Rhododendron sp.) Desert Azaleas (Adenium obesum) Autumn Crocus (Colchicum autumnale) Baby's Breath Boxwood Castor Bean (Ricinus communis) Chrysanthemum (Chrysanthemum sp.) Cyclamen (Cyclamen sp.) Dieffenbachia English Ivy (Hedera helix) Poison Ivy Kalanchoe (Kalanchoe sp.) Lantana (Lantana Camara) Lilies (Lilium sp.) Lavender ( Lavendula Angustifolia) Mint Marijuana (Cannabis sativa) Mock Azalea (Adenium obesum) Mistletoe ( American Mistletoe)  Oleander (Nerium oleander) Peace Lily (Spathiphyllum sp.) Pink Pearl Pothos (Epipremnum aureum) Sago Palm (Cycas revoluta) Silver Dollars Spanish thyme (Coleus amphibious) Tulip and Narcissus bulbs (Tulipa and Narcissus sp.) Yew (Taxus sp.) I know when I saw the first time the list and it is a big list, I thought I can not have any plants. Wrong there are so many plants what do not poison or at least not deadly. If you keep cat grass or cat bamboo around your cat will leave the other plants alone.

What should you watch out for, and what are the symptoms for your cat?

Difficulty in breathing Gastric irritation Coughing and sneezing Vomiting and/or diarrhoea Bluetongue and gums Panting ( heavy breathing ) Dilated pupils Frequent urination Shivering Salivation Seizures, tremors or involuntary muscle twitching Weakness and potentially unconsciousness Depression Dark urine

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Symptoms that affect directly the organs

#Many Plants are irritants and they affect often the gastrointestinal tract. ( cats chew on the plants for many reasons) Symptoms like irritation or inflammation, like swelling, redness or itchiness of the mouth and skin. #In case the toxic principle affects an organ the symptoms seen will be to that organ #If the airways and throat are affected than the symptoms are heavy or difficult breathing. ( some cats try to open their mouth to get more air) #If the mouth, throat, or Esophagus is affected than the symptoms are difficulty in swallowing and drooling. Heavy Breathing is also a sign. #When the stomach and intestines are affected than the symptoms are vomiting and diarrhoea #If the intestine and colon is affected than the symptoms are diarrhoea #When the kidneys are affected the symptoms are dehydration, excessive drinking and urinating. #In case the heart has been affected the symptoms are a slow irregular heartbeat and  low heart rate, Please note according to Veterinarian Melisa Nelson DVM (Doctor of Veterinary medicine )  Early symptoms are nausea/vomiting, stumbling and head tremors and increase urination and drinking (among other signs) later symptoms include: seizures, vomiting, producing little urine and painful kidneys. Source https://www.wikihow.com/Treat-a-Poisoned-Cat What can you do when you suspect your cat is poisoned from the plants

When you are lucky enough to see your cat eating a plant and you are not sure it is poison or not, then you should watch your cat for the next couple of hours to see if she shows any symptoms. First of all, if your cat shows symptoms and you suspect your cat has been poisoned from eating a plant or any other substances than please call immediately your daytime vet or if it is out of hours your nearest pet emergency service. Depends on the poison you need to act fast and should not take any chances. Do not offer your cat water or anything else to make her vomit as this might inadvertently move the poison into the body quicker. Only if instructed by the vet or emergency hotline. Otherwise, you might do more harm than good. If you know what your cat consumed than put it into a container and take it together with your cat to the vet. If your cat has already vomit than take the vomit ( scoop it up ) I know yikes but scoop it up and bring it in a container to your vet. Be aware that your cat when she is sick she might want to hide somewhere, and when you try to pick her up she might scratch and bite you it is a normal reaction, so don't get upset. Be aware.

What Plants are Cat-Friendly and will not harm your cat

Don't worry Nature created also plants for cats that are not poison or deadly. When you look around there are plenty of Plants that are Pet-friendly and they will also suit your home and make your home look welcome.  Here are just a few

The following plants are non-toxic to both cats and dogs:

Blue Echeveria Baby’s Tears Bamboo ( there is a special potplant specially grown for a cat called cat bamboo) Areca or Golden Palm Boston Fern Hens and Chickens Spice Orchid California Pitcher plant Catnip Mistletoe Cactus Christmas Cactus Pearl Plant Celosia Violets Camellia Orchids Lemon balm Rose Lady slipper Sulfur Flower, The full list of toxic plants and non-toxic plants you can download here from the ASPCA Preventive Measures There are plants out in nature what can be fatal for your cat. The same goes for indoors. Be aware when you have a cat that there are deadly plants or flowers even in a bunch that exists. Inviting those deadly plants or poison plants into your home means you invite yourself the trouble. Cats are everywhere and they are nosy they love plants and rub against them or sit in the flowerpot. In some cases, they chew on them. To avoid surprises and accidents happen in your home remove those deadly plants or poisonous plants and replace them with cat-friendly plants. To keep your cat safe create a cat-friendly environment. ( indoor cats) For outdoor and indoor cats be aware and if your cats show signs of poisoning act fast as every minute counts. Here you find the link by ASPCA for all the toxic and non-toxic plants Do you have experience with cat poisoning if so share your experience or if you have any question please feel free to ask. A special thank you to our vet Dr Julian Walter for answering all my questions and helping me with my research.

Please note that this is only advice and if your pet is poisoned please seek emergency care immediately.  You should never put the life of your pet at risk, pets are family.    All yours Melanie Other blogs to read How to Be a Responsible Cat Owner  Turn your passion into a Business ( get a free website including training)  Why my cat is losing hair  Essential Oils for cats and dogs  Petshop world Disclaimer: This website is not intended to replace professional consultation, diagnosis, or treatment by a licensed veterinarian. If you require any veterinary-related advice, contact your veterinarian promptly. Information at mypetshopworld.com  is exclusive of a general reference nature. Do not disregard veterinary advice or delay treatment as a result of accessing information at this site. Read the full article

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Acer rubrum

“Red Maple”

Location: Southwest Corridor Park, Boston

Though native to North America, the Red Maple is found in parks, streets, and gardens all over the world thanks to its characteristic bright red/yellow foliage in fall. Growing to a height of 40′-60′ at maturity with an average spread of 40′, this maple is commonly used to make maple syrup. Its leaves are simple with 3 or 5 lobes and irregularly toothed sinuses .

Solar Exposure: Full sun to partial shade

Hardiness Zones: 4-9

Preferred Soil: Chalky, loam, clay, sand; well drained; slightly acidic to neutral

(Source: PictureThis Plant ID app)

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Red Maple

Acer rubrum

Type: Tree

Native Range: Eastern to Central North America

Mature Size: 40-70 feet in height and 30-50 feet in spread

Habitat: Average, medium to wet, well-drained soils in full sun to part shade

Hardiness Zone: USDA 3-9

Leaf Color: Summer: Green Fall: Bright Red

Flower Color: Red and Yellow 

Bloom Time: March-April

The branches taper out from the trunk and become thin towards the terminal bud. The leaves are densely distributed throughout the branch. As a deciduous tree, the red maple provides dense shade during the summer and partial shade during the winter. The red maple is best used for small scale at the base because of its top-heavy sprawling profile. Additionally, it is adequate for summer shading across the entirety of the facade of small sized buildings and provides a beautiful view to its bright red leaves. The red maple grows at a medium pace which means that it sufficient from shading implementation. 

source: https://www.missouribotanicalgarden.org/PlantFinder/PlantFinderDetails.aspx?kempercode=j170

https://www.wildflower.org/plants/result.php?id_plant=acru

https://www.mortonarb.org/trees-plants/tree-plant-descriptions/red-maple

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Rosy Maple Moth 

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Red Maple Acer rubrum

Family:

Sapindaceae

Plant Community:

Old Field

Regions:

Native to Eastern and Central North America

Mature Size:

Height: 40’ to 70’

Width: 30’ to 50’

Habitat:

Commonly found in wet bottomlands, and wetter woods. Prefers averagely moist, well drained, and slightly acidic soils. Tolerant to many different soil conditions and cold temperatures. 

Hardiness Zone:

3 to 9

Leaf Color:

Summer - Darker green on top and grey/green below.

Fall - Red to red tinge

Flowers:

Color - Red

Bloom - March, April 

Nesting:

Birds: 

Acer rubrum’s canopy, as well as natural cavities in trunks and branches, provide suitable habitats for native canopy and cavity nesters. 

Nesters - Blackbirds

Cavity Nesters - Screech Owl, Pileated Woodpecker, Common Flicker, Wood Duck

Insects: 

Rosy Maple Moth - Adults lay 10-30 eggs on a host leaf. Caterpillars eat the leaves and then pupate in underground burrows. 

Cecropia Silk Moth - Adults lay rows of 2-6 eggs on both sides of the host leaf. Young caterpillars feed in groups, then cocoon in dark protected areas under twigs. 

Sources:

https://www.wildflower.org/plants/result.php?id_plant=acru

https://www.butterfliesandmoths.org/species/Dryocampa-rubicunda

https://www.butterfliesandmoths.org/species/Hyalophora-cecropia

https://www.missouribotanicalgarden.org/PlantFinder/PlantFinderDetails.aspx?kempercode=j170

https://www.fs.fed.us/database/feis/plants/tree/acerub/all.html

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Acer rubrum | Red Maple

Plant Community: Old Field

Type: Tree

Family: Sapindaceae

Native Status: Eastern and central North America; Native

Mature Size: Height: 40′ - 70′ Spread: 30′ - 50′

Habitat / Conditions: Native to Eastern North America from Quebec to Minnesota south to Florida and eastern Texas. It typically grows 40-60’ tall with a rounded to oval crown. It grows faster than Norway and sugar maples, but slower than silver maple. In northern states, red maple usually occurs in wet bottomland, river flood plains and wet woods. Easily grown in average, medium to wet, well-drained soil in full sun to part shade. Tolerant of a wide range of soils, but prefers moist, slightly acid conditions. Very cold hardy.

Hardiness Zone: 3 - 9

Leaf Color: Green --> Deep Red

Flower Color / Bloom Time: Red | March - April

Medicinal Properties:

The bark has astringent properties and has been used as an application for sore eyes. The inner bark was used according to one report. An infusion of the bark has been used to treat cramps and dysentery.

Sources:

https://www.missouribotanicalgarden.org/PlantFinder/PlantFinderDetails.aspx?kempercode=j170

https://pfaf.org/user/Plant.aspx?LatinName=Acer+rubrum

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Acer rubrum (Cultivar of Red Maple)

Family: Sapindaceae

Native region: New England and eastern US

Plant Community: Old Field

Size: Cultivated 40'-60', upper range in 100'-120', 30-50' wide

Hardiness Zone: 3-9

Habitat: Forest edges, forests, meadows and fields, shores of rivers or lakes, swamps, wetland margins (edges of wetlands), woodlands. Though usually found in moist woodlands and wet swamps, also found in drier woods. Easily grown in average, medium to wet, well-drained soil in full sun to part shade. Tolerant of a wide range of soils, but prefers moist, slightly acid (pH <6.8) conditions. Very cold hardy.

Leaf: Red leaf petioles in summer and red samaras in female trees in early spring; most commonly bright red, sometimes yellow or greenish-yellow in fall.

Flowers: Reddish buds with pink/red flowers for male. Females have samaras. Blooms in March and April.

Ecosystem services: This species is not drought tolerant, but is heat tolerant, cold tolerant, and tolerant of air pollution. It works well to recolonize disturbed areas, areas with high water content like floodplains and areas for stormwater management. Because it is a generalist and can tolerate pollution and acidic soil, this is a good choice for urban environments as well. An added perk is that is grows quickly.

Sources:

https://gobotany.nativeplanttrust.org/species/acer/rubrum/

https://plants.sc.egov.usda.gov/core/profile?symbol=ACRU

https://www.wildflower.org/plants/result.php?id_plant=acru

https://www.missouribotanicalgarden.org/PlantFinder/PlantFinderDetails.aspx?kempercode=j170

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Dermatophytic Onychomycosis Treatment Market Size Will Escalate Rapidly in the Near Future

Dermatophytic onychomycosis, also known as tinea unguium, is a fungal disease of toenails or fingernails that causes ring infection over nails. Trichophyton rubrum and trichophyton mentagrophytes are common strains of fungi responsible for causing dermatophytic onychomycosis. Furthermore, yeasts and non-dermatophyte molds are other agents that spread the infection. Public places such as gym, swimming pool, and others that are infected with disease causing fungal agents are major source, which cause dermatophytic onychomycosis. Moreover, continuous use of shoes for a longer duration and contact of toe nail with wet surface causes the fungal infection. Increasing incidences of the infection are evident in sportsperson, owing to continuous use of shoe, sweating at nails, and traumatic nail injuries.

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Market Dynamics

Major driver for growth of the dermatophytic onychomycosis treatment market is high prevalence of dermatophytic onychomycosis worldwide. According to a study published in the Journal of the European Academy of Dermatology and Venereology in 2013, the mean prevalence of dermatophytic onychomycosis in Europe and North America was 4.3% in the population-based studies and 8.9% in the hospital-based studies. According to the Centre for Disease Control and Prevention statistics in 2017, around 23 million people in the U.S. are affected by this disease each year.

Increasing geriatric population across the globe is another major factor driving growth of the market. According to the Population Prospects report by the United Nations, the number of people aged 60 years and above would reach 1.3 billion by 2025.

Increased global prevalence of dermatophytic onychomycosis is expected to propel growth of the dermatophytic onychomycosis treatment market:

Dermatophytic onychomycosis is most common nail disorder. According to a report in the Journal of Cutaneous Medicine and Surgery, 2017, onychomycosis accounts for 50% of all nail diseases and prevalence of onychomycosis was estimated to be 5.5% with margin of error of + 3% worldwide. Prophylactic use of topical antifungal agent is expected to aid in effective treatment of dermatophytic onychomycosis, which in turn is major factor contributing to the market growth.

However, several factors deter growth for the dermatophytic onychomycosis treatment market. For instance, treatment of dermatophytic onychomycosis on an average lasts for 5-6 months and with such long term course, patient’s compliance is a critical problem with dose fatigue and adverse effects on body parts such as liver, kidney, and heart (hepatic, renal impairment).

Key players operating in the dermatophytic onychomycosis treatment market include, Bausch Health Companies, Galderma S.A., Celtic Pharma, Anacor pharmaceuticals, Inc., Johnson & Johnson, Novartis AG, Pfizer Inc.,  GlaxoSmithKline, Topica Pharmaceuticals, Inc., Moberg Pharma AB, Bayer AG, Dr. Reddy’s Laboratories Ltd, Allergen, Inc.,  Cipla Ltd, Medimetriks Pharmaceuticals Inc., Sanofi S.A., NovaBiotics Inc., and  Merz Pharma.

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✩ Rem

rubrum’s  autumn  days  were  nice  for  a  walk  around  the  parks  of  akademia.    greens  were  slowly  replaced  by  soft  shades  of  brown,    the  air  had  gotten  a  tad  colder,    but  still  comfortable  for  the  cadet  to  be  spending  her  day  outside.    she  had  finished  homework,    completed  her  daily  training  and  figured  she  deserved  a  bit  of  a  break.    it  was  hard  to  upkeep  the  whole  facade  of  the  happy,    healthy  teenager  she  presented  herself  as. 

her  lungs  burned  after  a  quick  sparring  sessions  and  the  coughing  fits  started  to  surface  more  frequently,    at  the  most  inconvenient  times,    too.    arecia  promised  the  treatment  would  start  to  work  soon,    but  how  soon  was  soon?    time  passed  and  no  improvement  could  be  felt  from  her  side.   she  had  no  other  option  than  to  trust  the  woman  class  zero  devoted  their  lives  to.

her  prime  student  appeared  in  front  of  rem’s  sight  in  form  of  a  platin  blond  boy  sitting  on  a  bench  nearby  the  fountain,    and  rem  didn’t  hesitate  to  make  her  way  over  to  him.    “ i  hope  i’m  not  bothering  you. ”    she  said,    inquired,    upon  noticing  the  book  in  his  hand.    it  was  just  her  luck  that  previously  mentioned  coughing  appeared  when  she  took  a  seat  beside  him,    curled  digits  quick  to  lift  and  attempt  to  conceal  the  sound.    “ ah,    it’s  gotten  colder,    i  guess. ”    she  tried  to  reason,    wry  smile  upon  rosy  lips.  

Summer’s unforgivable heat softened with fall’s come, allowing the exaggerated temperatures to become colder with every rainy day. Vivid colors wane, giving room to hues of umber, carmine and orange soon to fall as another cycle of Rubrum’s flora comes to an end before winter. Not an avid fan of reading in public as he may be due to the excessive sounds to his taste, Ace found pleasure to review the Topics of Health once more for the following day’s test accompanied with a disposable cup of Chai tea.

A serene voice he has grown accustomed to in the past months almost startles him from being concentrated on the text book, acute instincts order him to look upwards at once. ❝Of course not.❞ Roseate lips curl in a gentle smile as dainty fingers rouse to remove slightly his reading glasses while she sits beside him. Whatever friendliness mirrored his pale features from leading a life in isolation until earlier this year melts into concern when one of her coughing fits shakes the poor girl’s body. Another one of them.

Cyan irises narrow solemnly as he watches her cough in silent consideration. As far as he was concerned, Mother extended her kindness to Machina and Rem for routine check-ups as well. It has been several months since they had joined Class Zero... how is it possible that she could not find a solid solution for her yet? ❝Indeed, it has.❞ Ace decides arbitrarily to not question Rem’s decision to hide whatever illness she has, even though he is well cognizant of her delicate and frail health condition. Let it be no doubt that she has proved time and time again being capable of keeping up with Class Zero— nevertheless, he takes pity on her for the extra effort on her part that supposes.

Mindful to give her his full attention, he puts an end to his review session for now by removing completely his reading glasses and closing the text book, placing it on the bench before crossing his legs in an elegant stance. ❝Tell me. Has Mother finally given you a diagnosis for your health condition? Must be troubling to know yours is more delicate than the average but not knowing the root of the issue in order to mend it.❞

[jack-beresford]

Columnare Red Maple (Acer rubrum ‘Columnare’)

Mature Size - (40-80′ x 15-30′)  

Shape and Form - Very narrow, fastigiate form, spreading with age. At maturity, slightly taller and wider than Acer rubrum ‘Armstrong’

Growth Habit - Fast growth rate.

Leaves - Leaves resemble those of the red maple. They are shiny, dark green above and pale green beneath, 3 lobed and 3-6" across. Foliage emerges red, turns dark green in summer, and brilliant orange to fiery red in fall - but fall color can vary in appeal depending on year.

Flowers - Red to brown clusters borne in early spring

Fruit/Seeds - Two-winged samaras.

Bark -   Silver bark, see species

Region - cultivar, see species

Hardiness Zones - (3-9)

Habitat/Growing Conditions - Similar to species. Easily grown in average, medium to wet, well-drained soil in full sun to part shade. Tolerant of a wide range of soils, but prefers moist, slightly acid conditions. Very cold hardy.

Plant Community - NA, see species

Eco-indicator -  NA, see species

Other info -  Known for its, fast growth rate, and columnar form - though it is known to become more spreading with age (see picture below.) Picture below shows Acer rubrum ‘Armstrong’ on the left, and Acer rubrum ‘Columnare’ on the right, taken on the 17th of October, 2018.

Current Nursery Status and Availability - Acer rubrum ‘Columnare’ is a cultivar of Red Maple (Acer rubrum). Its nursery availability may be spotty, but it will vary depending on particular nurseries or growers. Some may choose to stock other maples with similar characteristics. Dirr lists this cultivar as a selection of Acer rubrum.

http://www.missouribotanicalgarden.org/PlantFinder/PlantFinderDetails.aspx?taxonid=261332

http://sylvannurseries.com/files/2018/04/Plant-Reference-Guides-1revised.pdf

https://www.halkanursery.com/our-trees/maple/

http://www.horticopia.com/hortpip/Plants/html/088/P00288.shtml

https://www.backyardgardener.com/plantname/acer-rubrum-columnare-red-maple/

Dirr - "Manual of Woody Landscape Plants”

Wessels - “Reading the Forested Landscape”

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how to get rid of ahlete foot in shoes

For many people the idea of using sandals or maybe open-toed sneakers at a extravagant situation or when in the warm climate, is anything to be avoided from all costs. That they sense embarrassment, because they stand for the 35-million Americans, as well as 10 to 15 per cent on the population that experience from toe nail fungus. Many people shy away from exposing feet with crumbly, delicate, toenails that have converted dark-colored, yellow or environmentally friendly.

how to get rid of ahlete foot in shoes

In line with the Mayo Clinic, getting older is one of common risk aspect intended for toenail fungus and also it is very likely to have an effect on men than ladies, specifically those with a loved ones background of the infections. The organization supplies the next reasons why aging is actually a factor:

how to get rid of ahlete foot in shoes

Diminished blood blood flow A lot more years of direct exposure to fungi Toenails may well grow more slowly along with thicken with age, ensuring that they are more susceptible to disease

Toe nail fungus sufferers carry out not need to take more time hiding their feet. There are actually solutions. However, it's crucial to 1st understand the particular cause of the contamination, the many available treatments, in addition to how to preserve healthy and balanced feet to help protect against recurring infections, because individuals who get toenail fungus have a tendency to get it over as well as over again.

Causes associated with Nail Fungus

Dermatophytes, any type of fungi that will can naturally grow about hair, nails and epidermis, never pose a trouble since they cannot penetrate typically the skin. Still the fungus infection, Trichophyton rubrum, can nourish on keratin, often the necessary protein rich portion of the actual claws that provides solidity and energy to the particular nail. This infection can easily eventually invade the physique through a tiny slice, sore or an revealed nail.

Because toenail candida is actually contagious, sharing private things such as shoes or boots, socks, toenail files, toe nail clippers, bathtub and locker room room floor surfaces and rug may spread the illness.

In addition, keeping toes cooped up in shoes and boots, furthermore promotes fungal progress. Each and every human foot sweating approximately eight ounces some sort of day. Although socks could absorb several sweat, just what doesn't go ends way up in our shoes. That will combined with shoes' wet, darker environment creates a new breeding surface for typically the fungus and bacterias in which can cause toenail fungi as well as athlete's foot and also offensive sneaker odor. Often the Mayo Center lists "wearing socks along with shoes this hinder venting and don't take in perspiration" as a factor that will increase one's chance regarding establishing toenail fungus.

Toe nail Fungus infection Treatments

There are usually a lot of promises, specifically on the Net, about toenail fungus infection solutions. Some of these incorporate teas tree oil, feet sprays, Vicks Vapor Stroke, a go of apple beer white vinegar, or footbaths throughout white wine vinegar, Listerine, or hammer toe food and water.

The actual Mayonaise Clinic says which otc antifungal nail ointments in addition to ointments are not necessarily very effective. This company will point out that correctly shown that oral drugs like terbinafine (Lamisil) as well as itraconazole (Sporanox) are "the most reliable treatments. "

Treatment is generally prescribed to get six to 12 weeks, despite the fact that it could take at the very least four months for often the fingernail to eliminate nail fungus if the infected nail bed fully increases out. Medical professional. John Abrégé of the actual Foot and Rearfoot Centre in Illinois claims, "Terbinafine is effective 60 for you to 65 percent of the particular time, using a cure level of thirty five to 45 percent. Unwanted effects may include things like rashes and hard working liver destruction. Often, weekly hardworking liver lab tests are required during cure. People with congestive coronary heart disappointment or liver condition should not consider these kinds of drugs. "

The reality is presently there is no quick correct with skin medications, prescription lacquers or oral medicines. Each entails a long, wearisome method that works less as compared to 50 % of the moment. Buyers should be mindful due to the fact many ads may be deceiving and not provide total information about effectiveness and also hazards.

One of typically the most promising treatments will be laser treatment. Laser technological innovation is usually FDA-approved to take care of toenail infection. Effectiveness runs from 62 to seventy-five percent as well as the average treatment method takes 5 to 10 minutes to a great hour with about several sessions required. You will discover simply no reported side effects with zero medication is required. The particular cost ranges anywhere coming from $600 to $1, 000. Insurance companies do definitely not protect it, because they will deem the treatment "cosmetic. very well While laser facial treatment is pricey, it may be the very best option.

Maintaining Healthy Foot

Maintaining healthy feet is important to a long-term toe nail candida solution. One involving the reasons people acquire re-infected is due to help the fact that installed their feet into all their footwear, which harbor creatures that will cause infections. Any this article in often the Journal with the American Podiatric Medical Relationship stated, "The presence connected with fungi with the shoes have been postulated as a major cause of reinfection. Thus, eliminating the actual infecting fungal spores from your shoes will likely split the particular cycle of reinfection. micron

Think about that. We wash every single content of clothing except the shoes. Those who devote hundreds of dollars with anti aging laser treatments and then set their ft into fungus-laded shoes are likely wasting their own money and raising their particular risk of re-infection.

There is not any solution on the industry that can reduce re-infection. However, proper ft . health and limiting experience of fungal infection is the best response. A good way to maintain proper foot or so health and fitness is to clean the inside on the sneakers with a shoe sanitizer. Be sure to pick one that is medically proven and that is definitely recommended simply by podiatrists. Walking into a clear black-jack shoe will make your foot feel a lot better and help an individual to put your easiest base forward.

[cameronf24]

5 Ways to Give Your Trees Their Brightest Fall Colors

As the days shorten, and the weather becomes cooler, the grim prospect of winter is softened by the glories of fall. For a short time, our trees surrounded us in the brilliance of their goodbye to the season. As the nights become colder, the rich greens of summer make way for the golds, oranges and reds of fall, aided, in the words of the poet John Keats, by fall’s ‘close bosom-friend’, the ‘maturing sun’. But what if your garden has fallen behind, and instead of fall brilliance, you have just a few dreary browns, or soft greenish-yellows. What has gone wrong? If this sounds like you, or even if you just wonder what makes fall so brilliant, then join us in exploring the reasons why we have ‘good’ falls, and other that fall short, and why some trees glow brighter than others. We will explore these questions, and see what you can do to help your garden join the party.

Give Your Trees Their Brightest Fall Colors

Grow Them in the Sun – it will bring out the reds and oranges

Pray for Cold Nights – temperatures close to, but above, freezing make the strongest colors

Cut Back on the Water – turn off the sprinklers and irrigation early. The wetter the fall, the poorer the color

Choose the Right Plants – all trees are adapted to certain climates. If you plant a tree from the north further south, or vice-versa, you will not see the same coloring

Skip the Lawn Food – trees in lawns will color best if you stop feeding in early summer – the food that makes your lawn green also keeps your trees that way

It Takes a little Sunshine to Make a Bright Fall

There are several factors that cause the leaves on certain trees to color in the fall, but sun is one of the most important ones. A big part of the reason why eastern North America is blessed with spectacular fall color is the weather. Fall there is usually filled with bright, sunny days, followed by cool nights. The bright sun keeps the leaves producing sugars, but the cold night stops their transport to the roots, and instead they are broken down into pigments called anthocyanins. As well, with the generally colder temperatures, the green pigment chlorophyll is destroyed, letting the color of the anthocyanins, and other masked pigments like yellow carotenes show through. It is the anthocyanins that give the brilliant reds. Mixed with carotenes they produce oranges. So if the days are instead cloudy, and the nights therefore warmer, fewer anthocyanins are made. The carotenes, which are yellow, are still revealed, and we see lots of yellow leaves, but not much else.

This happens on a grand scale if we have a cloudy, wet fall, and is something we can’t control. On a small scale, in your own garden, if your trees are shaded in fall they will not make any red pigments, and simply turn yellow, or even stay green until a frost destroys them. When you choose a place for a tree you are planting for fall color, place it so that it gets as much sun as possible, especially in fall. The south side of evergreens, for example, is not a suitable position. Luckily, with larger trees, after a few years they will grow taller, and their crowns will reach the sun, so even in a poor location, you will see a big improvement in the fall display after a few years.

How Quickly Does the Frost Arrive?

The beautiful Maiden-Hair tree, Gingko biloba, often stays green for a long time, even as the weather cools down. In the north, in some years, this tree develops very little fall color, because the early frost kill the leaves while they are still green. If you live in such an area, it is especially important to choose a selected form of this tree, not just a seedling. The Autumn Gold Gingko Tree is a special variety that develop its rich, butter-yellow tones early, and reliably.

This idea of growing selected forms of trees is always good one. Each plant in a group of seedlings is a little different from the others, and someone has taken the trouble to choose the one with the best features, often from among hundreds of others. Don’t pass up that wisdom to save a dollar or two – always pick the named variety over the seedling tree, it’s always the right choice. Another example would be with Red Maple (Acer rubrum). Although well-known for its fall color, varieties like ‘Red Sunset’, or ‘Autumn Flame’, are more brilliant, and more reliable, than seedling trees. So by choosing them, and not a seedling tree, you are guaranteeing brilliant colors every fall.

Poor Fall Color in Wet Weather

Sunlight, and temperatures close to freezing, are the main factors that affect the intensity of fall color. The third important factor is water. As a rule, wet weather gives reduced coloring, especially in those desirable red pigments. This is why the fall color on American trees planted in Europe is usually disappointing. The damp, cloudy weather across Britain and Europe pretty much guarantees that simple yellow will be the most prominent fall shade. Although there is nothing we can do about the weather, you can make sure you don’t add to it by continuing to water your trees into the fall. If you have irrigation, turn it off in early September – a little dryness will help the garden mature, and bring stronger color to your trees. You will also save water, but remember to give your evergreens a couple of soakings before freeze-up, as a protection against winter burn.

Fall Color in Warmer Regions

If you live in the warmer states, then the brilliant colors of New England are not going to happen for you. The warmer nights in fall will inhibit color development. While a Sugar Maple can still be a great shade tree in zone 8, if you want bright fall colors, choose something more suitable. The American Sweetgum, (Liquidambar styraciflua) grows wild throughout the southern states. This large tree has spectacular fall colors of gold, crimson and purple, and rich color develops well even in areas with very mild fall weather. The tree is very popular in Australia as one of the few that will color well in such a warm climate. If you live in a warmer place, and love the brilliance of fall, then this, and the gingko tree, are your number one choices.

Don’t Overfeed Your Trees

While we want to get the best growth from our trees, after the first few years, they don’t need much fertilizer. If your soil is of average fertility, and you use mulch, you won’t need fertilizer for your trees. In fact, by making them grow big green leaves, you reduce the brilliance of their color in fall. Especially with trees in lawns, a heavy program of lawn food will reduce the colors of your shade trees. Stop feeding in early summer, and never put high-nitrogen fertilizer down in fall. Your grass will be fine, and your trees will thank you.

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