Monday, November 9, 2026

Meet Aunt Jewel: Gardening, Recipes & Shenanigans in Nameless, Texas

 

Well, Hello There! Aunt Jewel Has Arrived

From Aunt Jewel's Garden Notebook

Well, hello there, honey!

I'm Aunt Jewel, from Nameless, Texas, where we grow tomatoes, gossip, and occasionally things that ought to have stayed buried.

I've been invited to contribute to this gardening blog, which is mighty kind, considering I have plenty to say about growing things, cooking things, and minding other people's business. That last one is strictly a public service.

I've gardened long enough to know that tomatoes are contrary, squash bugs are the devil's own invention, and anybody who says gardening is relaxing has never served on the Nameless Garden Club's Christmas Decorating Committee.

I also do a fair amount of cooking. My pies have been known to settle arguments, although Sheriff Tinker claims they occasionally start them. That's because he doesn't know when to keep his opinions to himself.

Speaking of trouble, you should have seen what happened around Thanksgiving at Do-Lolly's Diner. There was a turkey involved, naturally, and enough commotion to make a body reconsider celebrating the holiday altogether.

I won't spoil the whole story, but if you think Thanksgiving in a little Texas town is all pumpkin pie and sweet potatoes, you've got another think coming.

Anyway, I'll be dropping by now and again with gardening advice, recipes, and news from Nameless. Some of it might even be useful.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got biscuits in the oven and a cat digging up my newly planted pansies.

Y'all come back now!

— Aunt Jewel


Want to know what happened at Thanksgiving? Read Turkey Trot of Terror, a Nameless, Texas holiday mystery by Bobbi A. Chukran.

https://www.amazon.com/Nameless-Turkey-Terror-Gobbler-Gallop-ebook/dp/B0HQFZ1SQW/


Sunday, November 8, 2026

Mantis Attack! Short Story by Bobbi A. Chukran

 Mantis attack!

 

By Bobbi A. Chukran


(Originally published online in SEEDS, Newsletter of Texas Gardener Magazine, Edited by Michael Bracken.


I was out in the garden, minding my own business, harvesting the last of the summer tomatoes, when ZAP! Something bit me on my middle finger. I screamed like a girl, and immediately thought of scorpions or spiders - or horrors, a rattlesnake! I looked down at the tomato bush, and there was the most ferocious, most puffed up, most BAD looking dude I had ever seen.

 

It was a praying mantis, quite a large one, and he was mad. I was stunned, because I had read over and over that mantises don't bite. I remembered back to when I was a kid, my mother would warn us not to touch any praying mantises that we saw. According to her, they were poisonous, and would basically eat us up in one bite. For years, I was afraid of the little buggers, until I started reading about beneficial insects. I decided that I'd leave them be to do what mantids do. Over the last month or so, I've seen dozens of the creatures in my garden, but I never dreamed that I would ever be attacked by one!

 

Being the researcher type I am (and just plain nosy), I came in, got a little sympathy from the Husband, washed my hands, and did a search on the 'net for praying mantis bites. I have to look up everything, being a curious sort. Turns out, some bug expert at Ohio State University says that they do not bite humans. But, get this, they do frequently "pinch hard."

 

Pinch hard? Good grief. My finger was throbbing, and all because a bug pinched me? I got out the magnifying glass and looked at my finger. There were no puncture wounds, and no blood. I did further reading, and sure enough, they do often draw blood, but their bite isn't harmful to humans. Well, that was good to know.

 

Their bites, however, are harmful to other insects, and this is what fascinates me about the little critters. They don't eat any vegetation, and they don't just pinch other insects. I can see this now... "Take that, you mosquito! I'll pinch you until you scream!" Oh no, with insects, they are much more ferocious, and this is what makes them beneficial in the garden. They are the fastest insect, apparently, and can zap a cricket from the air faster than that little guy can say his last prayers. Speaking of prayers, praying mantids are called that because of the way they fold their front legs into a prayer-like pose. So they grab the poor cricket with those sharp spiny legs, then immediately the mantis goes munching, eating the insect alive, and sometimes going for the head first. I didn't say that they were friendly insects - I said they were beneficial!

 

Mantids, apparently, are the only insects that can swivel their head all whicha-ways and look at you upside down. I suppose this is handy for catching flies and such, which they eat with relish (no, not pickle relish). They also eat mosquitoes, which I was very glad to hear, and almost all other insects, including themselves (ack) except ants. DRAT! Oh well, no beneficial is perfect, I guess.

 

Apparently, the mantids are so hungry that they will also attack almost anything that moves. They will even stalk small birds, such as hummingbirds, lizards and mice. Amazingly enough, they also groom themselves regularly, somewhat like a cat does. I've actually seen this for myself. They seem to lick those spiny front legs, then wipe them across their faces, twisting their heads this way and that. I suppose they have to keep those peepers clean in order to see their prey.

 

Mantids in the garden only live for a single season, and usually hatch out in the spring from egg cases that were formed in the fall. Like many other aspects of the mantids, their life cycle is also fascinating.

 

When a female mantid reaches the adult stage, she releases an odor that attracts a male mantis. The female is larger than the male because she is full of eggs. The male approaches the female (cautiously, I'd imagine), and climbs on her back. If he's lucky, he does his business and then escapes without having his head bitten off (literally).

 

The sperm deposited by the male is stored inside the female. She now proceeds to build the egg cases, the small rectangular brown crusty things that you'll sometimes see in the garden. She hangs upside down from a branch, and secretes sticky goo from her abdomen, which she whips into a froth with a pair of special appendages. This froth forms a cocoon with several chambers in it. She lays the eggs (sometimes as many as 300) in this cocoon, and fertilizes them with the stored sperm, a process that takes from three to five hours. The cocoon eventually hardens, and the female goes on to build more cocoons - between three to six. The mantises continue to mate and build cocoons until the winter frost kills them. 

 

The eggs, protected in their cases, survive the winter to hatch the next spring, once it becomes warm.

 

And then they will station themselves in the garden, guarding the tomatoes, and will pinch you hard until you scream if you get your hand too close to one.

 

I saw a very large one today stationed behind the hummingbird feeder, acting quite nonchalant. In the past, I would have left him there, but now I know what he's up to! I found a stick - a VERY long stick - and poked at him until he moved far away from the feeder. Last thing I want to do is see one of my hummers being pinched to death by a praying mantis!

 

Although I've seen mantises since I was a young child, it took getting pinched by one to really notice them, and to discover what amazing creatures they are. But my finger still hurts!

 

Bobbi A. Chukran writes comedic fiction of all sorts from her home in Taylor, Texas. She tends a large garden there consisting of at least 82 antique rose bushes and lots of herbs and native plants. She tries to get along with intruders of the insect variety. She blogs about her projects at http://bobbichukran.blogspot.com.

Monday, July 31, 2023

2023 Update!

 Five years ago, we moved to the edge of the Chihuahuan desert of southern New Mexico. To say it's been a challenge here is not a lie. We bought a 1966 mid-century modern rancher in town and found soooo many things that the inspector just happened to overlook. It's taken us five years go do the repairs, modernize this house (REAL AC!) and design and start planting the gardens here in this previously chemically bombed place where trees were burned in bonfires and other activities. 





I think it's looking good, considering we've had a "heatwave" of 30+ days over 100.

Of course, that's pretty much what we're used to, coming from Texas where we lived through over 65 days of over 100-degrees, back when we were remodeling our old house in Taylor.

As some of you know, I specialize in herbs, and it turns out, herbs do very well here in NM. Lack of rain sometimes is an issue, but with three rainwater barrels, we've done just fine.

I plan on renewing this blog, perhaps moving it elsewhere. We'll see. Right now, I have social media accounts on Facebook, Instagram and Pinterest. 

Stay tuned as I sort through photos and give you a little picture of our NM urban herb farm.

Happy trails!

bobbi c.


Monday, November 12, 2018

Update on Earthly Gardener

Dear friends,

It's been a long time since I've blogged. There are many reasons; the main one is that we've moved from my home state of Texas to New Mexico. Las Cruces, NM, in fact.

Moving to NM has literally been a dream of mine since I first visited here when I was a young woman. Like, for over 40 years! Finally, after my horrible health fiasco, and my husband's cancer diagnosis, surgery and CURE, he made the pithy statement--If not NOW, then WHEN?

And I said, I'll start packing. :-)

And we did. Suffice it to say, it wasn't easy. We had a 1930s cottage we'd renovated that we had to sell, an additional backyard cottage and garage to empty out, loads of garden decor I wanted to keep, AND five cats to move.

But we did it--after one humongous garage sale and lots of help from friends, and an amazing Realtor (Debbie Kovar in Taylor), the house sold super quick. The long journey by car wasn't easy. Have you driven across west TX? LOL. It takes forever.

So I'm finally unpacked, getting used to another old house--a 1966 rancher on a large graveled lot--and planning for Thanksgiving and Christmas.

Stay tuned for more in my new adventures in growing in a much dryer climate. I'll be starting a new blog at http://desertbohemian.blogspot.com.

P.S. I'm loving this weather here!

Happy trails,

bobbi c.
The Desert Bohemian

Friday, September 2, 2016

Ways to Support Garden Birds in Times of Drought

Here at Catnip Cottage, the headquarters for the Earthly Gardener blog, we are all about the birds, bees and other little critters and are always looking for easy things we can do to support wildlife.

Cardinals LOVE black sunflower seeds!

That's why I enjoyed this short article from Horticulture magazine. Take a look; it's a short read with some easy ways to support garden birds in the time of drought.

http://www.hortmag.com/headline/ways-support-garden-birds-times-drought

Since my surgery and subsequent *hospital-acquired* infection, I've been avoiding a lot of the heavy garden work. But I was finally able to plant some fall cukes and squash this week. So some progress was made, although a tiny bit. That's why I love my galvanized tub garden and raised wooden bed; it's so easy to bop outside, poke a few seeds in the ground, then bop back inside without a lot of fuss. :-)

Sometimes that's all you can hope for. :-)

Happy gardening!

bobbi c.

Thursday, August 11, 2016

Shiplap Headboard made from Antique Pine

We call ourselves the Shiplap Cottage here since our whole house is encased in it. Literally, both sides of every wall, the outer siding, etc. We were shiplap before #shiplap was cool! LOL

I hoard scraps of the stuff. And I'm especially glad I saved the scraps we removed when we moved the French doors from between the bedroom and living room, to the dining room/kitchen.

Yep, big old antique longleaf pine boards, nine-inches wide.

I've recently been downsizing our furniture, repainting older pieces, moving them around, and even replaced our large bed with a queen-sized. I wanted a simple, wooden headboard to go with the simple Ikea storage base we bought. We already had the dark brown side tables, bought at World Market years ago. The art (to be replaced with an original painting) was a Goodwill Store find. The vintage red pillowcase is a pattern I love, and covers a throw pillow. (Yes, we moved the lamps closer to the bed. LOL)

And this is what we ended up with!


I had to increase the contrast so you can see the individual boards. Unlike a lot of folks, we put the boards vertical instead of horizontal. I'm thinking that eventually I'll do a horizontal wood feature of some kind on the wall behind the bed. If you take a peek at the right corner, you'll see the original antique pine floorboards, too!

Like everything here, it's a work-in-progress!

happy trails,

bobbi c.

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Where the heck have I BEEN?

Dear friends,

Some of you have wondered where I've been. Since posting about my flower bouquet back in February, I've had an unfortunate sequence of events, as Lemony Snicket would say.

I went into the hospital in late March for a "routine" surgery. Eleven days later I had a raging infection, was rushed back into emergency surgery to "scrape out the oogie bits," two days in a row I had surgeries. Yes, three surgeries in less than three weeks! I ended back in the hospital for five more days until I was stable enough to go home.

I was sent home with a strange contraption called a WOUND VAC attached to me. In my drugged state, I saw the name of the thing, the Vaculta, as VACULA, and so I started calling it Count Vacula. It literally was a huge sponge thingy crammed into my massive lower abdomen wound, with constant suction provided by a pump I had to wear around my neck or near my person for four months. It was a mess, I was instructed not to let it leak, I was encased in horrible allergenic adhesives and huge pieces of sticky stuff from my belly button to god-knows-where. The pump would ramp up and "purr" when happy, but make horrible noises when not, usually after midnight.

But, Dear Reader, I survived! I've learned much more about wounds, scabs and scars than I ever thought I'd have to, I learned how wonderful home health care nurses can be over their 25+ visits here, three times a week to change the toxic bandages until I was almost healed. I learned how many infections happen in hospitals these days (WAY TOO MANY!), and how many people die from them. Sigh.

Oh yeah, and how many hospitals DO NOT report these like they're supposed to!

I'm just now, almost five months later, able to go outside and water my container garden. I can't pick up things, dig things or stay outside in this Godforsaken Texas heat for more than a few minutes.

Needless to say, it's made me more motivated than ever to downsize the yard maintenance and continue my experiments with growing things in containers closer to the house and water supply.

This plant is happy right now!
So, until fall, or cooler weather (snort), stay inside, drink lots of liquids, eat some watermelon! 'K?

Happy trails,

bobbi c.