40 thoughts on “One Of My Favorite Posts

    1. I never thought I’d find a use for that famous line from Blazing Saddles, but it was the first thing that came to mind when I saw this. Everyone who’s tried to fight a vining plant knows how enthusiastic they can be. This may be the most amusing example I’ve seen.

    1. I confess that, in this instance, I didn’t even try to identify it. In my amusement, I think I saw it as the botanical equivalent of Everyman: Everyplant.

    1. I laughed when you mentioned your kids. I’ve read enough about them to know they can be just as enthusiastic as a vining plant when it comes to expanding their reach into the natural world. The sign-chewing horses are great, too. It’s juxtapositions like these that add delight to the world.

    1. Nature so often is described as peaceful, beautiful, nurturing, and sustaining. All of that’s true, but I just couldn’t help adding an example of another imagined attribute: sassiness.

        1. I’m glad you can make an appearance here and there, despite the slow/no troubles. I had to pause — I couldn’t remember “the hand.” Then, I did, and laughed again!

    1. So did I, Tina. The next time I’m down that way, I’m going to see how things have developed. The plant may have hidden the sign completely, or someone may have responded the way my dad used to when he saw a dandelion erupt in the lawn. If that’s the case, too bad for the plant.

  1. Absolutely. To get permission to enter the preserve would involve numerous phone calls, talking to multiple people and, probably a written letter. The areas such as this belong to the people. We paid for it and continue to do so in the manner of salaries for folks that the government hired. I hope you continue to get many photos there.

    1. Oh, heavens. I didn’t mean to suggest there are problems for people who wish to visit the refuge. There aren’t. All that’s necessary to visit the Brazoria Wildlife Refuge (or any part of the Mid-Coast complex, or any other refuge, like Anahuac) is to go there. Even on the prairies surrounding sections developed specifically for human visitors, there aren’t any problems. Some hiking trails only can be accessed when the headquarters are open, and some sections are open only during hunting seasons, but no one is opposed to visitors. Quite the opposite.

      Even when I was photographing on the burned prairie, behind signs just like this one, the exchange of friendly waves was the extent of my interaction with the rangers. I think they figured out that a gray-haired woman in knee-high boots, carrying a camera, wasn’t much of a threat. The signs are there for precisely the same reason private property is posted: if action needs to be taken, warning has been given.

      I’ve been stopped only twice over the years: once by a pair of workers who wondered what I’d found to photograph, and once by two rangers who wanted to warn me about alligators. The staff and volunteers are unfailingly helpful and welcoming — I’d hope it’s the same across the country.

      In the meantime, the plants will continue on, creeping past the signs. :-)

      1. No, it seems I got carried away. I figured you had no problems or you would not be going there. But for other folks, I think the sign might be interpreted as literal. :-) I know that at the dam in the town where I live, we birders had to get permission to go through a gate and had to get a key that was issued to us, We then turned the key back in to the office. It has been a long time ago and I can’t remember when we were required to return the key to the Corp of Engineers office. We did that for several years and eventually the Corp closed that area to us.

        But please watch for alligators. Those things give me the heebie jeebies.

    1. Or this, perhaps?

      There once was a sweet Texas vine
      that wandered, and whorled, and twined.
      When the sign said, “Don’t go,”
      It decided to show
      that a clamber far outshines a whine.

    1. I never thought about that. I haven’t seen any big flocks for two or three years, so it may be working. On the other hand, they’re probably enjoying the rice fields down the road.

    1. When I read “Virginia creeper,” I couldn’t imagine that it was “our” Virginia creeper, and apparently it isn’t. I added “Australia” to the mix, and found this interesting article that mentions the differences between our version and yours: as well as the pretty autumn colors, like your purple. Fast-growing vines are something to behold; it must be fun to watch.

      It took me a moment to sort out another difference. In the comments, a woman asked if the plant would grow in full shade. The response was, “my parents used to have it growing on a southern exposed wall and it was very vigorous.” Here, of course, a southern exposure is the sunniest, and the shaded side is the north. I finally got my mind around our time difference, but I think reversing shady and sunny sides would disorient me for a while.

  2. An obvious retaliation against herbicide — assassignation. (Sorry! Couldn’t resist . . .)

    Alternately, “We are Vine. Resistance is futile.”

  3. HaHa, so true! Kind of like those Deer Crossing signs they put on highways, right? Even a kid knows deer don’t read and will cross at will wherever they please!

    1. Ditto ducks, geese, squirrels — everything has a crossing sign these days. My favorite one ever was one I found in Minnesota many years ago. It showed a person on a snowmobile and the word “crossing.” I suppose the marketers have gone into action by now, and every possible sort of crossing sign’s available. I wonder if they have a “Vine Crossing”?

    1. I thought about coming back for a morning shot, to light up the sign, or at least a blue sky. But this was the second time I’d seen the vine working its way up the post, and the first time it was only about a foot tall. I decided I’d better not wait.

    1. One of my favorite Texas singer/songwriters — an entirely quirky dude named Ray Wylie Hubbard — once said, “The problem with irony is, not everybody gets it.” I worry about that sometimes, but not enough not to post my post. I’m glad you liked it!

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