#barberry bush

[philgennuso]

Barberry Bush #Nature #Haiku/Haiga

Photo by Phil Gennuso Arts japanese barberry bushbright effusivesmiling at passerbys

[beanpandacook]

[:hk]楊梅酒 天然發酵果味濃【一口驚艷】不想做標題黨，但是真的好喝﹗Home Brew Chinese Bayberry Wine[:]

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[naturess]

[mazovshanka]

First snow is here. I don't have photos though, I have no time for taking photos and doing anything creative. All I've accomplished recently is a draft of the ending of my story "Tears of the Golden Moon". Yay, it will be full of action and plot twists. OK, so I have the beginning and the ending, but I still lack the middle part. C'est la vie...

PS The photos above were taken few years ago.

[sulumuns-dootah]

Assigning WHB demons plants/flowers based off the vibes: Gehenna

⟡ Masterlist ⟡

A/N: Finally putting my botany studies to a good use ^^

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Japanese Barberry - Berberis thunbergii

She is beauty, maybe looks a bit basic? Well, don't let the looks fool you

This bitch has thorns and oh boy...

You prick yourself on one of them and your hand will hurt the whole day, the next day and the day after

And they're loong long

Also the whole bush is super poisonous

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Forget-me-not - Myosotis or Baby's breath-Gypsophila 

Both flowers are very soft

Popular in wedding bouquets

They're easy to grow and you can dry them and they still look amazing

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Mushrooms - Fungi

Okay, they're not even plants or whatever, but Leraye gives me mushroom vibes for one and single reason:

Mushroom grow like crazy after a thunderstorm

In Japan there was a study made and it confirmed that fungus spreads faster after being exposed to thunder

There's even a roomba for forests that shocks the ground

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Hydrangea - Hydrangea

Ooh these guys are beauties

Just like Pai's eyes, you can have multicolored flowers!

The color of flowers is indicative of the pH of the soil they're in

Once you cut them and put them in a vase, you also wanna dip the flowers in water every now and then

Bc they mostly absorb water through them

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Black Calla Lily - Arum palaestinum

This is literally how his voice sounds like to me

Also funnily enough, one of the other names this flower goes as is Solomon's lily

They are popular to give to deceased during funerals, but they're also associated with rebirth and new beginnings

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Black Dahlia - Dahlia

Our Gothic cutie as if had this flower made for him

Popular flower during Victorian era

I can also imagine Jiyu taking a nap on these bc the texture compare to his size has to be real comfy

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Oxeye Daisy - Leucanthemum vulgare

I'll be honest, this is mostly based on the color scheme, but it does somehow fit Zagan either way

Daisies tend to be forgotten and looked over bc they're considered basic, though they are also pretty

They're related to Chamomile and they also make a really good tea

[elucubrare]

Doctor Valeris gave a quick, cool press of the hand, and gestured me to a chair. “Tell me what happened,” she said, with no further preamble. I closed my eyes — on the insides of my eyelids danced scenes of glory and conquest, as they had for the past three weeks - and tilted my head back. “I’d hired out as a guard to an archaeologist up in the steppes. We spent a week riding around barrows, with nothing more than a couple of wolves to bother us. Then he reread a text or something, and pointed us further north. Have you been up there, doctor? Probably not. It’s so big. The sky, sure, but everything. No trees for a hundred miles, just you and the horse and a few mounds where no one alive has walked for three hundred years, and the wind. I remember there was one tree, though, where it shouldn’t be. It was the tallest thing there, and it felt like a mountain. An oak, tall and straight despite the wind that had scoured anything taller than a barberry bush off the face of the world. The archaeologist bent and scraped some earth off a rock between its roots. He pulled a crowbar off his horse’s equipment and pried it up. ‘After you,’ he said, and I went down. That’s when the ghost entered me.” The doctor nodded. “Let me read the statement back to you. ‘I had been entombed under the strength of oak for centuries. I had begun to fear that I would never again feel a horse surge into a gallop under me, or the wind in my hair; that I had failed the ritual; that the promises of the gods were naught but lies.’” She paused. A muscle in my jaw clenched and then relaxed, but I stayed quiet. “’At last there came a breath of fresh air: a wind from the outside, and with it, a bright spirit. Ah, I thought, the gods spoke true. I am fortunate indeed. She is my kin, and she will serve me well. She is thrice bound to me.’” The doctor waited for a response. “That’s not what I said,” I told her, firmly. “No,” Valeris responded. “But it’s what I heard."

[scleroticstatue]

Could I get some fruit knowledge (I don’t mind which kind)

This is a barberry bush

It's called that because it's got these wicked thorns

They can easily get an inch and a half long. Because of that, they're sold in garden centers as "security plants" to put under your windows and stop people getting in, as well as fall color. But! They also have

Oodles of berries!

Nowadays, most people leave them for the birds because those wicked thorns are hard to pick around if you like your blood to stay inside your body, but historically, they were an important source of fresh fruit throughout winter, especially in cold climates. They're still used in Persian cuisine, where they're dried (you can find them as zeresh if you're looking for a bag to taste). They taste like if a cranberry and a lemon had a baby.

The reason we no longer use them anymore is because rich people preferred exotic food that showed off their wealth and the poorer people were desperate to emulate them instead of preserving traditional food. It happened to a lot of European spices that have long since been forgotten, and you can track similar behaviors in food throughout Southeast Asia during colonization and Africa currently! But if you are trying some medieval cooking and it calls for orange or lemon, try using barberry instead and see the flavor transform!

(you can also find calafate, or Patagonian barberry items for sale, but they're a different species and are reported to taste like a cross between a huckleberry and a blackberry)

[ahedderick]

The rain stopped during the night, and this morning temps were hovering just above freezing. That, to me, is an excellent temperature for working outside. I pulled on my overalls, boots, and heavy coat and grabbed the big pruning shears. Lady, stuck inside most of the day yesterday, was in a whirl of delight. Attended by both dogs and Baxter and Rocky, I walked out to the field. Nutmeg and Hero were near the lower part of the fence, and I grabbed Nutmeg to take her out with me - there will be many rosehips to nibble. She, assuming I was trying to make her go to the barn, pulled strongly the other direction. It took her about halfway out the far field to realize that she wasn't winning the Battle of Not-Going-To-The-Barn, but in fact cooperating and going where I wanted her to. THEN she start to pull to head back toward the barn - because goats.

Hero waited until all six of the rest of us had gotten to the far end of the pasture before dramatically galloping up to join us. Toss mane, prance, etc. I was a-l-l set to start cutting briars down, treat time for Nutmeg, when Hero's neuron* flipped positions, and he started running as fast as he could back the way we had come. Nutmeg, not sure what the issue was, chose to follow him. Bounding lumpily through the field with her ears flapping, she rapidly vanished.

Well, dang.

I still had two happy dogs, and the cats were hunting each other sneakily through the brush. I started cutting barberry, multiflora rose, and bush honeysuckle. and gREenbRiar uuuuugh. After about half an hour, the sleet started. It was light, though, and I had a hat on - a little extra coolness was not, at that point, a bad thing. Weather can be delightful if you're allowed to go back inside when you want to.

I cut and carefully piled up many thorny bushes. It only took an hour, which is probably all I can spare today, but it was a great start for a Monday. Nutmeg just lost out on a bunch of good eating, that's all. Lady's dirt-covered face and paws indicated that she had had a great time digging holes; Chance focused on trying to herd the cats, and they got all their pounces and clawing done for the day.

Time to . . move along, now.

.* Yeah. Singular.

[stiltonbasket]

tell us about the phoenix mountain kiss in the aged up jingyi au omg

When Lan Jingyi asked his parents to bring him to the hunt at Baifengshan, he hadn’t been expecting anything but monsters, ghouls, and other dark creatures to ambush him while the hunt was going on.

He definitely wasn’t expecting to run across Jin Zixuan, who was trying his best to woo Maiden Jiang (Jingyi and Jueying fled from the scene of that disaster as soon as they stumbled upon it—it was just too painful to look at) or an irate Madam Jin, who was either a) avoiding her lout of a husband or b) stalking her would-be daughter-in-law through the forest. But more shocking still was the spectacle that greeted Lan Jingyi further into the forest, after he and Yingying left the rest of the Lan delegation and ventured off to hunt on their own. 

And it happened because Shufu went hunting on that side of the mountain not long before they arrived; and, more importantly, because Shufu followed Wei Wuxian to the grove of trees he was napping in instead of participating in the hunt.

“Tian ah,” Jueying gasps, as Shufu pins Wei-qianbei’s hands to the branch beneath his head and kisses him as if both their lives depended on it. “I knew it! I knew Zhan-shushu liked him! I’m going to go tell Ba.”

Lan Jingyi groans and covers his eyes before taking shelter in a convenient barberry bush. “Jueying, hush,” he says in despair. “It’s bad enough when we see Baba and Fuqin kissing, and Fuqin never kisses Ba like that. Oh, I can’t look.”

“I can,” his sister exclaims, before wincing at whatever their lawless Zhan-shufu had done to poor Wei-qianbei now. “Ge, that tree limb can’t be comfortable for Senior Wei. Should we say something?”

“Of course we should! Promiscuity is forbidden. Undertaking amorous acts without permission is also forbidden!” Jingyi wails. “What is Shufu doing? Senior Wei doesn’t even know who kissed him!”

It is at that moment—when Jingyi’s voice cracks in distress, as if he were still a boy of fourteen—that their uncle freezes, and looks around in sheer dread at the two small figures hiding behind the bushes.

Jueying waves. Jingyi only groans again, sinking further out of his Shufu’s line of sight, and refuses to move until a large hand grabs him by the back of his coat and hauls him out of the clearing.

“Shufu, let go,” Jueying complains, after Senior Wei is out of earshot. “I need to tell Baba that he was right about you and Wei-qianbei. Are you two going to get married now?”

Shufu sighs and puts her down. “You must not say a word to Brother. Or to anyone else,” he says, blinking his red-rimmed eyes until a tear runs down his cheek. “I have erred, and there is no denying it. When we return to the Cloud Recesses, I will confess my misdeeds and submit to punishment.”

Jingyi pales. "No, Shufu! You can’t. Baba changed the rules about physical discipline, but the punishment for breaking the sixty-seventh precept is still the same!”

“As it should be. I have committed a grave offense against Wei Ying and set a poor example for the two of you. Twenty strikes with the bastinado is the least punishment I am owed, for that.”

His hand twitches toward Bichen, as if he had thought of unsheathing the sword and striking something with it. “We should go back to find Brother and xiongfu, for I—I cannot remain here any longer. Wei Ying and the Jiang delegation are not far away, and I fear that I would lose my composure if Wei Ying were to come across me now.”

“You can go wherever you please, but I’m not going anywhere,” Jueying says testily. “Shufu, stop pulling. Aren’t you going to say something to Wei-qianbei?”

Zhan-shufu looks absolutely miserable. “What could I possibly tell him, now that I have disgraced myself and profaned our friendship? If he knew that I was the one who set upon him, he would—”

“You’re supposed to tell him that you care for him!” Lan Jueying snaps. “What else could you say?”

“Oh, no. Does that mean you only want to kiss him?” Jingyi laments, putting his head in his hands. “Wei-qianbei’s going to be heartbroken, Uncle. I thought you wanted to marry him.”

“I do want to marry him!” Shufu retorts. “I bound his wrist with my mo’e in Lan Yi’s cave, and every day was like a death to me when he went missing after Lotus Pier was attacked—I would bow three times with him this very day if he returned my feelings, but he does not, and I...”

He lets out a shout and draws Bichen, cutting a nearby tree in half before chopping the fallen branches to shreds. Jueying squeals and leaps out of the way, dragging Lan Jingyi along with her; and a few minutes later, Ba and Father wander onto the scene with the baby twins in their arms, staring at Zhan-shufu in astonishment as he brings another innocent tree to the ground.

“A-Zhan,” Baba coughs at last, for want of anything else to say. “Didi. What in heaven’s name are you doing?”

Zhan-shufu drops his sword and falls to his knees, distraught.

“Xiongzhang, I beg of you not to ask. I have committed a grave sin, and when we return home, I—”

“He kissed Wei-qianbei. Without asking,” Jueying interrupts. “Wei-qianbei was blindfolded, and I don’t think he knew that Shufu was the one who kissed him.”

“Oh. Oh, dear,” Baba murmurs, after a brief pause. “Is this true, Wangji?”

Shufu looks as if he might cry. “It is.”

“And, ah...what are the nature of your feelings towards Young Master Wei? Was it only impulse that drove you to kiss him? Or should I look into a marriage arrangement with Yunmeng Jiang?”

“I would ask, if I thought the proposal would be well received.” Some of the color seems to be coming back to Zhan-shufu’s face. “But, Brother—as my zongzhu, I pray you, do not let my transgression be known to the rest of the clan. I will face discipline, as I should, but no word of the reason should reach Wei Ying. If he knew that I was the one who seized him, it would break his heart.”

“I still think that kissing without confessing would break it even more,” Jueying says mutinously, crossing her arms over her chest. “How would you feel if your sworn zhiji kissed you and then ran away without a word? Wei-qianbei even knows what your incense smells like, so he’s sure to find out it was you.”

“Yingying, one moment.” Father narrows his eyes and turns to Zhan-shushu. “So you would ask for Wei Wuxian’s hand in marriage if you thought he might accept you?”

Shufu bows his head. “En, I would. I have already said so.”

Baba lifts baby Yunhua up to his face to hide his smile. “You love him, then? As one would love a spouse and partner in cultivation?”

“Yes. With all my heart.”

Father makes a strange sound that might have been a shriek of laughter.

“Very good, didi,” he chokes. “Now turn around.”

Zhan-shushu, Jueying, and Jingyi all turn around in unison.

Wei-qianbei is standing behind them, gazing at Zhan-shufu with his whole heart shining in his eyes.

“Lan Zhan,” he whispers, trembling from head to foot. “Lan Zhan, you—did you mean it?”

Luckily, Jingyi does not witness what happens between them next, because Fuqin whisks him up onto Baxia and back to the rest of the Lan juniors before Shufu can say another word. Baba follows with Ying-meimei, laughing softly under his breath; and a little while later, they alight next to Shugong, who takes one glance at the look on Baba’s face and throws up his hands in resignation.

“Well?” he sighs, taking little Yunhai from Father’s arms and kissing his button nose. “Out with it, Xichen. What has Wangji done now?”

“Nothing much,” Baba beams. “But when you see him next, I think Zhanzhan will be bringing back a husband.”

Shugong pinches the bridge of his nose.

“He is your brother, after all,” he mutters. “So be it, then. I don’t know what else I expected.”

Baba’s eyes are sparkling. “Mm, quite. Now let’s catch some yaoguai before the sun sets, or we’ll fall behind in the rankings. Come along, A-Yi.”

Jingyi follows with Jueying at his heels, hoping against hope that the next hours of the hunt will not bring more encounters with couples caught up in ill-advised kisses; but he spends those two shichen trailing after his parents, so his hopes are dashed. Again.

[whumpshaped]

trick or treat

have a snippet of the Big Chapter as a treat

He never fucking heeded any warnings, did he? And he never ever considered that he wasn't invincible, that bad things could happen to him, that maybe his mother was right to worry.

Joey's heart was pounding loudly in his chest as he lay (hopefully) hidden by an overgrown barberry bush, waiting for the vampire to continue walking. Fuck. Fuck. Why weren't they going? Did they spot him? Did all the things he had rubbed into his clothes to cover his scent fail? Please no. Please, he just wanted to see his brother. He couldn't die like this.

[scribblurri]

Word-Woven Garden: Complied Flower Meaning List

my platonic hanahaki au fic on ao3 has had a couple of people requesting a compiled list of all flower meanings mentioned in story for convenience, so here it is!

all meanings listed are taken from this spreadsheet, if simplified or interpreted differently just for story purposes

Ch. 1

Poplar / Cottonwood: Black - courage, White/Silver - time

Primrose - childhood, early youth, modest worth

Goldenrod - encouragement, be cautious

Ch. 2

Oleander - beware (highly poisonous)

Anemone / Windflower - anticipation, fragility/frailty, forsaken, abandonment

Scarlet auricula / cowslip / bear's ear - avarice

Ch. 3

Ox-eye daisy - patience

Peony - anger, ostentation, shame

Lilac - first love

Ch.4

Fennel - strength

Coltsfoot - justice shall be done

Coriander - hidden worth, concealed merit

Ch. 5

Anchusa / Bugloss - falsehood

Barberry / Berberis - sourness of temper, sharpness, petulance

Acacia - friendship, platonic love

Ch. 6

Laurel - glory, treachery

Lavender - mistrust

Ch. 7

Moonwort - forgetfulness

Marigold - cruelty, grief, contempt

Chinese aster - I will think of it

Ch. 8

Hortensia / Hydrangea macrophylla - carelessness, coldness, cruelty

Buttercup - ingratitude, childishness

Ch. 9

Honesty - sincerity, honesty, fascination, forgetfulness

Ch. 10

Fraxinella / Dictamnus albus - fire (also known as the gas plant or burning bush, they produce volatile gases that catch fire easily in hot weather!)

Lobelia - arrogance, malevolence

Ch. 11

Hollyhock - ambition

Ch. 12

Borage - rudeness, bluntness, courage

Ch. 13

Rue - disdain

Flos adonis - sorrowful remembrances, painful recollections

Ch. 14

Sea bindweed (a type of morning glory) - uncertainty

Ch. 15

Wormwood - absence, bitter sorrow

Ch. 16

Basil - hatred

Ch. 17

Heath - solitude

Morning glory - unrequited love, extinguished hopes, affection

[mobileleprechaun]

Silly me, thinking I was immune to the siren-like allure of Making a Welcome Home AU™...! Thus, here is my as of yet untitled Watership Down AU. Left-to-right lineup with breeds and lore-appropriate names + tiny info tidbits under the cut.

Left to right: Wally (dwarf plush lop), Barberry (Flemish giant mix), Jewelweed (dwarf lop), Fern (wild European rabbit), "Eddie" Edelweiss (rex), "Thousand-Legs" Holly (continental giant), Salvia "Sally" Star-Sedge (lionhead), Poppy (English/giant angora mix).

Six feral domesticated rabbits (and one wild rabbit) wake up with very foggy memories in a beautiful, grassy warren. The warren is unusual in design, with strange materials in its tunnels, food sources and surrounding barriers, unlike anything they’ve ever seen before. Its sole inhabitant is a very small, very docile lop-eared bunny with big, wide eyes. He seems to be intimately familiar with this warren, which he calls “Home” and speaks of as though it is a person in and of itself. He could not have constructed such a thing himself.

Still, this new warren is idyllic. There’s abundant food, water, shelter, and even a strange structure overhead to protect them from swooping hawks. The little bunny, who calls himself Wally, is glad to let the other rabbits stay here and share this place with him, and they soon establish a stable, friendly social hierarchy. Wally does not seem to understand how the other rabbits behave, but they are all grateful for his generosity and find him endearing, and are happy, as such, to teach him how to be a well-rounded rabbit.

It begins to seem like paradise… Yet something sinister lurks behind the green bushes, something which Wally can sense keenly, something he waits every night for, with eyes wide and heart racing.

[moths-wc-aus]

Prefix Meanings - B

Badger - “A heavily-built nocturnal mammal with a gray and black coat.” A large cat; A stocky cat; A black and white cat; A short-tempered cat

Barberry - “A thorny shrub that bears yellow flowers and red or blue-black berries.” A red cat; A black cat; A yellow cat; A dark-furred cat; A cat with spiky fur

Bark - “The tough protective outer sheath of the trunk, branches, and twigs of a tree or woody shrub.” A brown cat; A grey cat; A cat with thick fur; A cat with coarse fur; A tough cat

Barley - “A hardy cereal grain with coarse bristles.” A cream cat; A tan cat; A cat with coarse fur; A cat with spiky fur; A hearty cat; An adaptable cat

Basil - “A fragrant herb of the mint family.” A sweet cat; A charismatic cat; A friendly cat

Bass - “A common freshwater perch.” A dark-furred cat; A brown cat; A tabby cat; A mottled cat; A large cat; A strong cat

Bat - “A nocturnal mammal capable of sustained flight, with membranous wings that extend between the fingers.” A black cat; A brown cat; A dark-furred cat; A small cat; A cat with large ears; A swift cat; A cat with good hearing

Bay (1) - “A broad inlet of a large body of water where the land curves inward.” A pale cat; A yellow cat Bay (2) - “An evergreen shrub of the laurel family with deep green leaves and purple berries.” A dark-furred cat; A thin cat; A lanky cat Bayberry - “A shrub with aromatic leathery leaves and waxy berries.” A dark-furred cat; A blue cat; A red cat; A white cat; A cat with coarse fur

Beach - “A pebbly or sandy shore, especially by the ocean.” A grey cat; A yellow cat; A pale cat; A speckled cat

Bean - “An edible seed, typically kidney-shaped, growing in long pods.” A red cat; A brown cat; A dark-furred cat; A small cat

Bear - “A large, heavy mammal with thick fur, long sharp claws, and a very short tail.” A very large cat; A heavy-set cat; A dark-furred cat; A black cat; A brown cat; A strong cat

Beaver - “Large brown rodents with distinctive front teeth and wide black tails, normally found in or around water.” A large cat; A heavy-set cat; A brown cat; A cat with distinctive teeth; A skilled swimmer; A skilled builder

Bee - “Flying insects with heavy hairy bodies that feed on pollen and nectar and store honey.” A small cat; A round cat; A yellow cat; A golden cat; A pale cat with dark stripes; A social cat; A hardworking cat; A loyal cat

Beech - “A large tree with smooth gray bark and glossy leaves.” A grey cat; A brownish-grey cat; A cat with glossy / shiny fur; A sturdy cat

Beetle - “An insect with hard wing cases that cover and protect the wings and abdomen.” A black cat; A dark-furred cat; A sleek-furred cat; A cat with glossy / shiny fur; A tough cat

Berry - “A small roundish juicy fruit without a stone.” A small cat; A sweet cat; A temperamental cat

Betony - “A species of white to deep purple flowering plant in the mint family.” A tall cat; A grey cat; A black cat; A blue cat; A white cat; A gentle cat; A kind cat

Billow - “A large undulating mass of something, typically cloud, smoke, or steam.” A large cat; A white cat; A grey cat; A black cat; An agile cat

Birch - “A slender tree with thin white and black striped bark.” A white cat; A pale cat with dark stripes; A cat with thin fur; A lanky cat; A tall cat

Bird - “A warm-blooded animal with feathers, wings, and a beak.” A sleek-furred cat; A vocal cat

Bittern - “Bitterns are medium-sized herons with thick, compact bodies, shorter legs and thicker necks than typical herons. They have a slightly hunched posture and daggerlike bills.” A brown cat; A brown and white cat; A tabby; A spotted cat

Black - "Black color or pigment." A black cat; A dark-furred cat

Blackberry - “A sharp thorny bush that bears clusters of purple-black fruit.” A black cat; A dark-furred cat; A round cat; A sweet cat; A temperamental cat; A cat with spiky fur

Blackbird - “A thrush with mainly black plumage.” A black cat; A dark-furred cat; An agile cat; An adaptable cat

Blaze / Blazing - “A very large or fiercely burning fire; burn fiercely or brightly.” A red cat; An orange cat; A yellow cat; A large cat; A fierce cat; A noticeable cat; A determined cat; A headstrong cat

Bliss - “Perfect happiness; great joy.” A joyful cat; A cheerful cat

Blister - “A bubble on the skin caused by friction, burning, or other damage.” A dark-furred cat; An aggressive cat; A temperamental cat

Blizzard - “A severe snowstorm with high winds and low visibility.” A white cat; A very pale cat; A loud cat; An aggressive cat

Bloom / Blooming / Blossom - “The state or period of flowering.” A small cat; A gentle cat; A delicate cat; An attractive cat

Blotch / Blotched - “An irregular mark on a surface.” A spotted cat; A patched cat; A dappled cat

Blue - “Blue colour or pigment.” A blue cat; A black cat

Bluebell - “A plant in the lily family with clusters of blue bell-shaped flowers.” A blue cat; A white cat; A black cat; A delicate cat; An elegant cat; A graceful cat

Blueberry - “A hardy shrub with small white flowers and dark blue edible berries.” A blue cat; A black cat; A white cat; A dark-furred cat; A hearty cat; A sweet cat; A small cat

Bluebird - “A songbird of the thrush subfamily, the male of which has a blue head, back, and wings.” A blue cat; A grey cat; A musically gifted cat; A cat with a soothing voice; A small cat

Boar - “A large, tusked wild pig.” A black cat; A brown cat; A dark-furred cat; A very large cat; A muscular cat; A heavy-set cat; A short-tempered cat; A cat who is easily provoked; An aggressive cat

Bog - “Wet spongy ground too soft to support heavy weight, frequently surrounded by open water.” A dark-furred cat; A quiet / stealthy cat; A calm cat; A temperamental cat

Bolt - “Move or run away suddenly.” A swift cat; A cat that can't sit still; An energetic cat

Bone - “Any of the pieces of hard whitish tissue making up a skeleton.” A white cat; A pale cat; A tough cat

Borage - “An herb with bright blue flowers and hairy leaves.” A blue cat; A grey cat; A cat with spiky fur; A cat with messy fur; A tall cat; A lanky cat

Boulder - “A large rock, typically one that has been worn smooth.” A large cat; A heavy-set cat; A grey cat; A black cat; A reliable cat; A strong cat; A sturdy cat

Bounce - “An act of jumping or moving up and down.” An excitable cat; An energetic cat; A cat that moves constantly; A playful cat

Bowfin - “A long-lived bony fish native to North America, inhabiting vegetated sloughs, lowland rivers and lakes, swamps, backwater areas, and occasionally brackish water.  They are stalking and ambush predators known to move into the shallows at night to prey on fish and aquatic invertebrates.” A brown cat, particularly with a white or cream belly; A tabby; A skilled hunter; A skilled swimmer

Bracken - “A tall fern with coarse lobed fronds.” A flexible cat; A brown cat; A dark-furred cat; An adaptable cat

Bramble - “A prickly scrambling vine or shrub, especially a blackberry or other wild shrub of the rose family.” A dark-furred cat; A spiky-furred cat; A defensive cat; A protective cat; A temperamental cat

Branch - “A part of a tree which grows out from the trunk or from a bough.” A brown cat; A dark-furred cat; A cat with long limbs; A cat with good balance

Brass - “A yellow alloy of copper and zinc.” A yellow cat; A golden cat

Brave - “Ready to face and endure danger or pain; showing courage.” A brave cat; A bold cat

Bream - “A greenish-bronze deep-bodied freshwater fish native to Europe.” A brown cat; A silver cat; A red cat; A tabby cat; A skilled swimmer; A social cat; A friendly cat

Breeze - “A gentle wind.” A gentle cat; A cat with messy fur; A swift cat; An energetic cat; A cat who is prone to wandering

Briar - “Any of a number of prickly scrambling shrubs, especially the sweetbrier and other wild roses.” A brown cat; A dark-furred cat; A spiky-furred cat; A defensive cat; A protective cat; A temperamental cat

Bright - “Luminous; bold and vivid.” A cheerful cat; An outgoing cat; An intelligent cat; A kind cat

Brindle - “A distinctively striped, mottled-colored coat.” A tabby cat

Bristle - “Short, stiff hair.” A spiky-furred cat

Broken - “Having breaks or gaps in continuity.” A spotted tabby

Bronze - “A yellowish-brown color.” A golden-brown cat

Brook - “A small stream.” A cat with winding markings; A calm cat; A vocal cat

Broom - “A widely cultivated plant with flower colour ranging from deep yellow to dark orange-red.” A small cat; A yellow cat; An orange cat; A red cat; A dark red cat

Brown - “Brown in colour or pigment.” A brown cat

Brush - “Undergrowth, small trees, and shrubs.” A cat with spiky fur; A cat with messy fur; A tough cat

Bubble - “A thin sphere of liquid enclosing air.” A small cat; A white cat; A grey cat; A blue cat; A black cat; A sensitive cat

Buck - “The male of some animals, especially deer, reindeer, and antelopes.” A large cat; A brown cat; A swift cat; A stealthy cat; A quiet cat; A brave cat

Bug - “A small insect.” A small cat; A dark-furred cat; A vocal cat

Bumble (1) - “To move or act in an awkward or confused manner.” A clumsy cat; An awkward cat Bumble (2) - “A large hairy bee with a loud hum.” A small cat; A round cat; A golden cat; A pale cat with dark stripes; A social cat; A hardworking cat; A vocal cat

Burdock / Burr - “A large herbaceous plant in the daisy family. The hook-bearing flowers become woody burrs after fertilization and cling to animals' coats for seed dispersal.” A brown cat; A dark-furred cat; A spiky-furred cat; A clingy cat; A protective cat; A defensive cat; A sharp-tongued cat

Burn / Burning / Burnt - “Produce flames and heat while consuming a material such as coal or wood.” A red cat; An orange cat; A yellow cat; A dark-furred cat; An intense cat

Burnet (1) - “An herbaceous plant of the rose family with globular flower heads and leaves composed of many small leaflets.” A red cat; A white cat; A tall cat; A spotted cat; A tabby cat Burnet (2) - “A day-flying moth that typically has greenish-black wings marked with crimson spots.” A black and red cat; A spotted cat; A small cat

Bush - “A shrub or clump of shrubs with stems of moderate length.” A stout cat; A cat with thick fur; A cat with messy fur

Buttercup - “A herbaceous plant with bright yellow cup-shaped flowers that’s common in grassland and as a garden weed. All kinds are poisonous and generally avoided by livestock.” A yellow cat; A cheerful cat; A gentle cat; An attractive cat

Buzz - “A low, continuous humming or murmuring sound.” A vocal cat

Buzzard - “A large bird of prey with broad wings, typically seen soaring in wide circles and feeding almost entirely on the dead.” A large cat; A brown and white cat; A dark-furred cat; An aggressive cat; An intimidating cat

[wutbju]

So the October 1967 Greenville News insert had a large article about the landscaping on campus. Here’s the text. What strikes you about this write-up?

Looking out across the beautiful verdant campus of Bob Jones University, one can hardly imagine the time when this ground was nothing but a large plot of red clay hills and dunes. Tall, graceful shade trees, flowering and fruit » smaller trees, and colorful shrubbery flowers of all kinds now dot the grounds. Linking these and the symmetrical modern buildings in panoramic view are vast expanses of lush green lawns.

When one first sees the neat, clean appearance of the campus, he finds it hard to believe that more than 4,000 students and faculty members walk back and forth across it every day. The 15 or 20 students on the grounds crew believe it though, for they are the ones who daily work keep it that way.

Each is assigned a section of the campus,, and everything down to the last little piece of paper or trash is picked up and everything is swept clean. "Cleanliness is next to godliness" is a proverb they live by. And this is a familiar maxim to the students, too.

One student sweeper acquired a special reward for his diligence in cleaning gutters. He found a $100 bill one day which became his - after a reasonable length of time had passed with no claimers.

The grounds crew has been particularly thankful for a new refuse removal system that was installed on the campus recently. This system, called "Gar-bax." features special refuse holders placed in strategic spots around the campus. Containing disposable paper bags, they eliminate the necessity of transferring refuse; for the bags can just be lifted out of the holders, sealed and discarded.

Bob Jones University has been featured in the nationally distributed "Gerbaxnews"--the trade publication of the International Paper Co.--for its effective use of this system.

The lawns at BJU have been greener this summer thanks to a huge new grass cutter, Jacobsen F-10, purchased last March. Mowing in 15-foot swaths, it shears the grass clean and fine.

Dick Murr, manager of grounds at BJU, said that "a section that used to take 3½ hours to cut now only takes 35 minutes.

The grounds crew also has four rotary riding mowers, eight small power mowers for trim-out work, and a six-foot Toro professional mower.

FRUIT TREES

Trees and shrubbery that bloom and have fruits at various times of the year have been placed in various parts of the campus. Large pine trees, some with seven-foot bolls and 12 feet in diameter, have been moved to more advantageous places where their effect might be more picturesque.

Forsythia, hydrangea and various types of spire dress the campus in the spring. Also, peach, plum, apple, pear, fig, apricot, cherry, wisteria and pink and white dogwood vie with one another to make the campus beautiful and fragrant-a place that students leaving at the end of the school year will never forget. When the peaches and plums mature, they add succulent taste treats to the dining common menu. The apples, harvested in the fall, give the new home economic classes plenty of practical experience in making jelly.

This past March, 1,000 azalea plants that were donated to the university were set out in beds; and all of the plants bloomed. The Greenville Garden Club counts in its beautification of Greenville competition the number of new azaleas and dogwood trees that are added to the BJU campus each year. Mrs. Bob Jones Sr. and Mrs. Bob Jones Jr. are both members of the club.

ROSE GARDEN

The rose garden planted near the dining common last winter and spring provided fragrant beauty during the summer. Red crape myrtle and orange pyracanthra add the bright touch of color to the campus in the late summer, as well as the red apples of the flowering crab trees. The maroon-leaved barberry bushes lining the drive between the Administration Build. ing and highway provide a neat contrast to the green lawns.

In the fall and winter, pyracantha, Mandela and holly trees and bushes of many varieties have their limbs bough gracefully under the weight of their vivid fruit. Holly lines the walkways to the dining common and fills the three large flag basins in front of it.

Boxwood, abelia, wax leaf ligustrum, and various evergreens keep the campus verdant and attractive through all the seasons of the year. Oaks, pines and other shade trees keep it cool and restful appearing. Many of the trees and shrubs have been donated by residents of Greenville.

Of special interest at BJU are the Bible land trees set out in front of the Fine Arts Building. These include thorn, hackberry, salix, acacia, olive, spikenard, and rose of Sharon.

Flower beds are rotated to provide beautiful, colorful effects during the various seasons. In the early spring, pastel-colored crocuses, showy narcissus, and yellow and white daffodils appear, followed later by multi-colored tulips and pansies. These give place in the summer to geraniums, petunias, cockscombs, and cannas of all hues.

WORDS IN FLOWERS

Mums and Joseph's coat take predominance in the fall. Using Joseph's coat with its multi-colored leaves, it has been the custom in the fall to spell out in the beds in front of the alumni building such phrases as "God is Love" and "Jesus Saves."

In the garden area of the university are glads, dahlias, zinnias and asters. John Ludwig, superintendent of buildings and grounds, uses these to form lovely bouquets of flowers for the church services held at BJU, as well as for the Information Desk. He also provides the dining common with some of these flowers to dress up the tables.

A number of cymbidium orchid plants were recently donated to the school, and these are kept in the university's large greenhouse. These will begin producing 7,000 blooms, which will be sold in the school bookstore to young men for their special dates.

The geraniums and Joseph's coat are also kept in the greenhouse when not in use. Azalea plants and camellias are kept there until late March, when they are set out for Bible Conference time in the center divider near the entrance to the campus. If a rather bad frost is predicted at this time, these plants are all dug up and taken in for the night, to be set out again the next morning!

A lake shows forth its mirror-like surface behind the maintenance building. White rocks--rip-rip from the Campbell Limestone Co.--have been placed around the lake. An island in the lake was developed in June; and now crape myrtle, dogwood, Japanese maple and a little white walk of wash river rock grace it. Eventually, a bridge will reach out to the island from the mainland.

Weeping willow trees are going to be planted along one side of the lake near the dam, and also near the dining common.

Where rain drains come into the lake, waterfalls will be built out of white rock. And flower beds will be made in various spots around the lake.

On the far side of the lake are picnic grounds with fire-places, tables, and tall pines. These are used by student and faculty groups for outings.

Dads and boys find the fishing pretty good at the lake. Mr. Murr said that one of his assistants caught in one evening on an artificial worm four lovely 15-inch bass. Bamboo growths are around and near the lake, and these make one think of fishing poles.

The grounds crew feed the lawns twice a year. They also landscape new homes that are built for faculty and staff members, and they take care of the grounds around the homes. All told, they have the care of about 140 acres at BJU. Les Ollila, an ex-logger from Michigan who became a student, has given the trees on the campus some much-needed pruning during the past year. He had gained tree trimming and surgery experience with tree surgeons in his home state before coming to BJU.

That lake? That would become “Omega Lake” back campus. By the time this archivist was a student, it was a campus joke, not this idyllic vision.

[476b]

the evil is defeated

i've been wanting to get rid of this pain in the as japanese barberry bush since i moved in. it's invasive and completely covered in thorns which made this whole process SO ANNOYING

[ahedderick]

New year, old work

   I never get much outside farm work done around the holidays- and that held true this year even though I did very little actual baking or celebrating. This morning I got my boots on and called the dogs for a walk up the ridge to the trail I’m trying to establish. Baxter came too, of course. I ended up spending a lot of the time pulling up small thorn bushes by the roots, which is very effective but hard on the back. Small multiflora rose bushes, small barberries, and nearly any size of wineberry will pull up without too much trouble when the forest soil is wet. The larger stuff I hacked down with pruning shears. It was a very mild day and, even with a jacket instead of my heavy coat, I got too warm at times. Baxter and Lady had a great time. So many things to sniff and dig at for her; so many trees to claw for him. It is a happy thing to see a half-grown cat using up his spiky-bastard-energy, knowing the house will be so much more peaceful later. He’s napping so quietly now.

   The kids set off this morning on a trip to Shenandoah National Park in Virginia. They’re meeting a cousin there. I kind of wish I had gone, but it sounded like too long a day for me with two hours of driving each way. When they get home they can tell me all about it.

   I keep asking my son and my husband to give me a little chainsaw time. Both of them continually say “yes” and yet, {sigh} it takes an awfully long time to happen. Maybe tomorrow?