*DATURA POISONING**
Sigh. I don’t know how some people get up and get dressed in the am. How stupid can you be? Maybe just ignorant. We were always taught growing up, that if you didn’t recognize a plant—don’t eat it! Although knowledge of that kind of stuff makes for great book plots! LOL
I have a beautiful peach colored Angel Trumpet. It’s about 10 x 10, can have as many as 3-500 blooms on it at a time. Never had any desire to munch on them!
Granny—re our discussions about rocks. Hubby went floundering the other night. Not sure how much you know about salt water fishing, not trying to talk down to you—just explaining. :) The guys take the boat out, try to catch a rising tide with no wind. They pole the boat, and try to gig flounder. A gig looks like Neptune’s trident. Flounder are flat fish with both eyes on the same side of their head and the ability to camoflague themselves on the bottom. You have to be really good at spotting their outlines and driving the gig down in the right spot, just behind their eyes. It is a lot of fun! It’s quiet, nothing but wind and water and starlight, and the big lights you have pointed at the water. Like rock hunting, you can get immersed/lost in what you are doing.
Back to the rocks. I told you there aren’t any native rocks here, and there aren’t. However—the ships from the old world used stones as ballast. There’s a spot where my guys were floundering the other night where the ships used to dump ballast stones. Hubby and son brought me back half a five gallon bucket of rocks! Hog heaven! All kinds of rocks. There’s the corner of a handmade brick, probably from the huge house that used to be located on Shell Castle Island. The house and the island are nothing more than memories. Sand moves. There’s a piece of lava rock, a dinner plate sized piece of slate, a chink of mica, some dark granite, all colors and shapes and sizes and kinds. A lot of the ballast stones are big balls of chalk—I often wonder if they came from the Dover area? I love rocks, and wondering where these came from. If they could only talk!
Check the post above this for an alert from the FBI on a computer virus.
Now to rocks and fishing.
I have never, or LOL, that I remember, gone salt water fishing.
We have Grunion runs on the beaches in Southern California, but most people just go to go, few bother with the small fish.
I am not a person that likes fish, LOL, except for beer batter french fried, that I do like, a white fish, Halibut most times.
Rocks are where you find them, as is gold.
You could find gold coins on the beaches. Old ones.
Remember the wild horses at Signal? The ore from the big mines there was taken to the Colorado River and shipped to Swansea in England [Scotland?], on the return trips, they came back with the white quartz that had been used in the mills as ballast...........Lovely round white rocks, about the side of a baseball.
I would be surprised at chalk being used as ballast, as it isn’t that heavy. [From memory]
Your rough and ugly lava rock, is perfect for getting cactus stickers out of your fingers, a common rough rock works like a miracle........
Your rocks can tell you where they came from.
Tests of course, would tell which mine they came from.
Cheaper to take one to the museum near where you found them and ask, they will know.
Is there a college nearby? The geology dept might be able to tell you.........unless you get a fool like I had for the classes that I took at the Yuma College, he could not tell a pice of pea gravel from an 8 sided garnet crystal.........one of his helpers, put the garnet number on a piece of gravel, and the instructor spent the whole class cussing the fancy specific gravity machine, because it would not give him the correct weight for garnet and he did not know the difference, while holding it in his hand.
About then I decided that his class was not worth a hundred mile trip to watch him goof around.
But we did make life long friends from others taking the class.
Keep your eyes open, LOL, take your husband fishing often and your rock collection will grow.
Next find a rock collecting map and then find a fishing spot near it, and you are all set.
My experiences with fishing, were mostly me rock hunting and the men doing the fishing........
LOL, I remember once in Idaho, on a small stream, Bill and his nephew “Fred the world’s greatest trout fisherman”, I know because he told me so.
They went across the road and down stream, to get away from me and 3 year old...........
They didn’t get a nibble, but Angela thought she could hide her bologna sandwich in the water, so she quietly ‘dropped’ it.
And a million fish came to dinner.
OK, I will now give you a warning.
I think you are too far north, or hope so, but some of the research that I did, several years ago, said that Cuba sent germs in jars and bottles, expecting people to find, open and spread them.
West Nile Virus was one of them.
Far out, yes and no, Cuba has labs and develops germ warfare and is partners with Iran and Russia, plus every other country that we consider to be enemies.
So do keep it in mind and pass up the bottles and jars.
Yes their are currents that will bring bottles to the U.S.
In Oregon, they search the beaches for the stuff that washes up from Japan.
Wind currents, have brought balloons from Japan to California.
Lots of wild and wonderful things to learn.