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A Sunday Morning Stroll Around Berea
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thought I would share a Sunday morning stroll around Berea. If you
know anything about me, you should expect nature pictures rather than
scenes from town, though a did shoot a few of those. Even in the
middle of town there are always interesting plants and native flowers.
(There were more than a few squirrels and chipmunks, too, but they
didn't seem overly anxious to have their pictures taken this morning.) |
(click for larger images)
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This double-trunk belongs to a redbud in the
triangle between Hwy 25 and 1016 just up the hill from us. I
couldn't find a way to get size reference other than to catch a couple
of cars between the trunks. There is line of these trees, planted
at some point long ago by the College. Some are missing, and the
ones that remain are misshapen, twisted and gnarled, but they continue
to live and flower beautifully each spring. |
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Identifying mushrooms is
difficult, even though I have several books specific to this area.
I'm reasonably sure the first one is Cinnabar-red (Pycnoporus
cinnabarinus), but I couldn't get close enough to note details on
the other two, so they're just pretty "toadstools." The one on the
right is about eight inches across. The recent, much-needed rains
have caused them to pop out everywhere. |
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Berea is a neat little town,
and by that I mean clean and well kept. Given the number of
tourists that visit here, the city council understands the need for
beautification. The iron fence goes down the hill toward Old Town
separating the street from the railroad tracks. The dry laid stone
wall, a gorgeous piece of workmanship, is on the other side of the
street. And throughout town are new lampposts that fly banners
appropriate to the season. |
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On the left, the ubiquitous
Queen Anne's lace, and on the right, the equally ubiquitous poke
berries. My walk took me up from Old Town through the campus.
The trumpet flowers in the center grow on a bower built by the College.
These trumpet vines, along with wisteria, form a lovely shaded walkway
between buildings. |
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A tree stump in an art
oriented town is an open invitation for chainsaw carving. As for
the $1,000,000 bill on the right, it was in a knothole beside the path,
just waiting to be picked up. Unfortunately, it was entirely too
real for me to want in my possession. The photocopy machine that
produced this one was good enough to pick up every detail, including
color shifts and silk threads. (I made the mistake of using the
flash on this shot, and it burned out. Trust me, it is an
excellent forgery.) |
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| And on the
last stretch home, Indian hemp seed pods, milkweed vine and common
grape-fern, the latter growing in a neighbor's yard. My rambles
this morning covered perhaps four or four and a half miles in a
twisting path through College Square, then down through Old Town and
back up through the campus. It was a good walk. Saw three
friends along the way and met the mayor who stopped to chat (it's
election year). It's a great way to begin a day. |
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