May 3rd, 2012
April 29th, 2012
nybg:

Scientists Clone ‘Survivor’ Elm Trees
Dutch elm disease has been whittling North American elm populations down to nil for decades now; more than 95% of the population in the U.S. and Canada has disappeared. But there’s hope yet.
Scientists with Ontario’s University of Guelph may be able to revive the population. With disease-resistant clones, no less.
“This research has the potential to bring back the beloved American elm population to North America,” says plant scientist Praveen Saxena. “It may also serve as a model to help propagate and preserve thousands of other endangered plant species at risk of extinction across the globe.”
Majestic elms once again lining our boulevards? Yes, I think so. —MN

nybg:

Scientists Clone ‘Survivor’ Elm Trees

Dutch elm disease has been whittling North American elm populations down to nil for decades now; more than 95% of the population in the U.S. and Canada has disappeared. But there’s hope yet.

Scientists with Ontario’s University of Guelph may be able to revive the population. With disease-resistant clones, no less.

“This research has the potential to bring back the beloved American elm population to North America,” says plant scientist Praveen Saxena. “It may also serve as a model to help propagate and preserve thousands of other endangered plant species at risk of extinction across the globe.”

Majestic elms once again lining our boulevards? Yes, I think so. —MN

March 20th, 2012
photo:  cherry trees in riverside park by ana traina (2011)

Spring  by Edna St. Vincent Millay
To what purpose, April, do you return again?
Beauty is not enough.
You can no longer quiet me with the redness
Of little leaves opening stickily.
I know what I know.
The sun is hot on my neck as I observe
The spikes of the crocus
The smell of the earth is good.
It is apparent that there is no death.
But what does that signify?
Not only under ground are the brains of men
Eaten by maggots.
Life in itself
is nothing.
An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.
It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,
April
Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.

photo:  cherry trees in riverside park by ana traina (2011)


Spring  by Edna St. Vincent Millay

To what purpose, April, do you return again?

Beauty is not enough.

You can no longer quiet me with the redness

Of little leaves opening stickily.

I know what I know.

The sun is hot on my neck as I observe

The spikes of the crocus

The smell of the earth is good.

It is apparent that there is no death.

But what does that signify?

Not only under ground are the brains of men

Eaten by maggots.

Life in itself

is nothing.

An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.

It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,

April

Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.

February 29th, 2012
tallin, estonia, circa 1980,  gueorgui pinkhassov/Magnum

tallin, estonia, circa 1980,  gueorgui pinkhassov/Magnum

allthingseurope:

Wlodowa, Poland (by ewitsoe)

allthingseurope:

Wlodowa, Poland (by ewitsoe)

February 27th, 2012
peter bialobrzeski, paradise now

peter bialobrzeski, paradise now

February 22nd, 2012
vorfrühling 1908, otto scharf

vorfrühling 1908, otto scharf

February 6th, 2012
exteriors:  space and time
theconstantbuzz:

© Leica World

exteriors:  space and time

theconstantbuzz:

© Leica World

January 19th, 2012
bluepueblo:

Shrouded in Fog, Angers, France
photo via besttravelphotos

bluepueblo:

Shrouded in Fog, Angers, France

photo via besttravelphotos

January 12th, 2012
brett weston, weeping willow, 1975

brett weston, weeping willow, 1975