This oak tree and us

A large oak tree grows in Pony Hollow, the area of the nature preserve that is as Old Growth as it gets here on The Quarry Farm. Pony Hollow is so named because, once upon a time, two ponies named Cookie and Babe pastured here. They seemed to prefer its steep slopes above Cranberry Run and the shelter provided by two established Black Walnuts and that one significant oak.

Last spring I walked the property with Dan Bartlett, a forester with the Ohio Department of Natural Resources and Kevin Edinger, District Conservationist with USDA/NRCS Ohio. Dan was excited to spot a young Chinquapin Oak growing in the upland woods at the intersection of the Wetland Forest and Upland trails. I led the two visitors down into the Hollow to show him the large oak. He told me that the tree is one variety of White Oak—a Chinquapin. As we followed the trails, we spotted more young oaks, all the same species, likely the progeny of the great oak that resides in the Hollow.

When we think of Ohio’s remaining native keystone species, if we do, what comes to mind are big mammals like White-tailed Deer and flashy birds like the Bald Eagle. Those are 2 that are always shouted out when we ask students for examples. But never has there been a shout for plants. And if you’re going to shout, oak trees are a keystone species that deserves significant shouting.

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According to research touted by the USDA and U.S. Forest Service, oaks provide numerous ecosystem services that support human well-being: providing shelter, regulating the environment, and enhancing culture and aesthetics. And without a food chain leading up to humans, our well-being would be moot. Oaks play a significant part in that ladder. In a single region, up to 2,300 species—including birds, insects, fungi, lichens, and mammals—are associated with oaks. Doug Tallamy, a leading entymologist and conservationist, states that oaks sustain a complex, year-round web of life, creating habitat and resources for countless species, from caterpillars right on up the food chain. They store significant amounts of carbon, helping mitigate climate change.

Oak trees appeared on this planet about 65 million years ago. Unlike other forms of life they have not gone extinct because their seeds are encased in a hard shell. These seeds and oak leaves are coated with tannic acid, which prevents fungi and insects from harming them. Oak trees can continue to grow and produce acorns for 700 years. One tree can produce about 10 million acorns during its lifetime, even though they don’t begin to produce these seeds until they are at least 50 years old.
Yet oaks are in decline due to the combined stress of climate change, drought, and pests and pathogens. Tallamy writes, “We cannot casually accept the loss of oaks without also accepting the loss of thousands of other plants and animals that depend on them.”

Despite significant deforestation and drainage efforts, white oaks are our best hope for survival in Northwest Ohio. They are ecologically adaptable, historically dominant, and well-suited to the region’s soils and climate. They just need our help. It takes many arms to hug the Mama Oak in Pony Hollow. Even though she and other Chinquapin oaks seem to be standing strong on The Quarry Farm, the Gardener allowed a chinquapin oal seedling to grow in the pollinator garden, deciding it’s ultimately more valuable than the flowers. We planted a little Chinquapin on the farm animal sanctuary this fall. It is surrounded by goat fencing. I stroke its leaves and pray for it to survive because we all need it to.

Carl Sagan, American astronomer and planetary scientist, offered a really good reason for that need, I think. “This oak tree and me, we’re made of the same stuff.”

Mr. Fabulous

First of all, let me clarify that the current Mr. Fabulous is not the first rooster to bear this name in the farm animal sanctuary. Several years ago, another tall, golden rooster patrolled the premises. He was by no means the cock of the walk, the bird who ruled the pasture and protected the flock from small predators and young upstart roosters. He was just very handsome and knew to keep out of the way of Big Red and Bernie, the roosters who truly did run the show.

Nor is the current Mr. Fabulous the only bird to bear this name. A couple of years ago, we adopted several young chickens who needed a home. Because people often purchase chicks without knowing the sexes of the babies*, they find that their birds are laying dozens of eggs per day as promised or are never going to lay eggs because they are males. So if we have space, they come here.

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Such was the case with these new birds. Two grew to uncannily resemble the first Mr. Fabulous in both appearance and temperament. We refer to them as “The Fabuli” when they are together. Caramel, a rooster with a bit more red in his ruff, is the stern top of the pecking order. The easy-going Fabuli don’t give him any guff. They just gleam brilliantly in the summer sun as gentle breezes toss their tawny, flowing locks. They could be on the cover of a summer beach read. Instead, they chase insects and take dust baths on The Quarry Farm.

*Babies grow! Please don’t buy ducklings and chicks without good intentions for their continued care. The same goes for puppies, kittens, bunnies, and every animal that is frequently gifted or bought on a whim. Everything has a right to live and be treated with compassion.

Hands needed to plant TREES

Six years into The Quarry Farm’s 10-year goal of removing invasive plant species like Amur bush honeysuckle that crowd out native trees and wildflowers, David Seitz has cleared so much of these invasives that it is time to plant trees that will benefit native wildlife. This April, we are planting 850 trees, including species of oak, hickory, serviceberry, buckeye, plum, persimmon, and viburnum. We will supply gloves, tools, and refreshments.

Please email thequarryfarm@gmail.com or call 567-376-0705 if you, your friends, family, Scouts, classmates, would like to help be part of this exciting project. Let us know of any day April 12–May 3 that works for you.

Our Spring 2026 newsletter is out now. Click on the cover here to read more about what has been and will soon be happening on The Quarry Farm

A winter newsletter gathers moss

Truthfully, this Winter 2026 newsletter doesn’t include any moss. Click on the cover to download to the left to see what we did have room to include. The beauty of a blog is that there is room to add those photos and finds that don’t fit on a 2-sided, 11 x 17 piece of paper.

There is finally water in Cranberry Run after a drier-than-dry summer and fall. On a walk to treasure the leaf-tannin-rich flow, we saw a lovely quarry boulder sporting a moss that we hadn’t seen before. I turned to Bill Schumacher, former neighbor-over-the-creek and current mosses, lichens, and liverwort expert. Although Bill is busy with a water quality project in Bangladesh, he responded generously to my “What is this?”

Plagiomnium cuspidatum

“To confirm definitely would need to look at myself. But this one it looks to me like Plagiomnium cuspidatum (woodsy thyme moss or baby-toothed moss). Note the oval shape of the individual leaves. It has a costa (midrib) that goes to the top with a pointy end outside the leaf.  Also, the leaf should be toothed in the upper half but not in the bottom half. Plagiomnium cupidatum is a common moss that is in the woods and by the creek.  I saw quite a bit of it when we did the moss survey on The Quarry Farm.  Although common, it is one of my favorite mosses.  Think it is very beautiful, and greatly accentuates the forest system.”

First polar snow

The water pans and buckets could still be filled by the outdoor hose two weeks ago. Yesterday, we woke to an inch of snow and a wagon full of frozen Hilty Farm pumpkins. Dave and Jane brought their juicy orange produce last week to rave donkey and pig reviews.

Today, snowmelt is pooling in the dry Cranberry Run bed and David Seitz is still removing invasive evergreen Amur honeysuckle from the southeast property line.

The wind is cold and blowing from the southwest open field across road 7L. In the forest, birds and squirrels scold in the calm of the trees. The wind won’t settle but temperatures are to rise. By Saturday’s “National Hiking Day Hike at Night”, temperatures will be in the 50s Fahrenheit as is fairly normal for November in Ohio. Put on good walking shoes, weather-appropriate clothes and join us on the nature preserve trails to enjoy the mental and physical health benefits of hiking.

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Summer is here and so is our newsletter

Download your copy of The Quarry Farm Newsletter/Summer 2025. Our first event onsite is an herb kokedama workshop. There are four herb kokedama growing on the porch of Steve’s kitchen–they are a fresh, cool, environmentally-friendly cultural experience. And registration is now open for The Quarry Farm 2025 5K, which we have moved up to September 13. This is a major fundraiser for us. With traditional funding—grants, corporate sponsorships—fewer and farther between with ongoing unrest, we need your support more than ever. Thank you.

And because an 11″ x 17″, two-sided newsletter will only allow for a small selection of the photos that are captured on The Quarry Farm from season to season, here are a few Spring snapshots that didn’t fit on the pages.

Sometimes the Best Place is Someplace Else…

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At this point in time, the farm animal sanctuary is primarily a senior living facility. The three donkeys are well into their 20s. At five, Clive is the youngest of the five pot-bellied pigs. The others, as well as Nemo the big pig, are at least 10. Brownie the Rouen Duck is at least five (I just read that they can live to be five!) As with humans, supplements joint health and anti-inflammatories are part of daily food prep. The residents came here to live out their lives in as much peace and freedom as possible. It’s tough to admit when The Quarry Farm may not be the best place for them to do so.

Tommy the Boehr Goat was bottle-raised by a gentle boy who cared for him. He was initially named “Tongue-ey” because the little goat was unable to keep his tongue in his mouth. When Tongue-ey came here, we hoped that he would become part of the herd. Unfortunately, the other goats kept him at a distance. We found out why when we found him non-responsive on a January morning. We drove him to Ohio State University Farm Animal Services where he spent a week.

The prognosis was probable failure to thrive. His little body was unable to regulate its temperature and he was unable to fight off parasites as healthy goats do with regular treatment. Our friend Tim Jasinki at Lake Erie Nature & Science Center put us in touch with Whispering Acres Farm Animal Sanctuary near Medina. This facility is home to a number of animals with special needs, and many of these animals are ambassadors for hospice therapy and veterans with PTSD. Tiny Tongue-ey—now Tommy—was immediately surrounded by equally tiny goats. Janine Smalley, the director of the sanctuary, sent photos of him at work, providing comfort to someone in need.

…and Sometimes the Best Place is Here

While making arrangements to transfer Tommy to Whispering Acres, Janine asked if The Quarry Farm would be able to accept any ducks. Someone had just surrendered two Rouen drakes. In addition to Brownie, there are two more Rouen ducks here. Brownie and the Brownettes could certainly hold their own. Although it is Spring and the two brilliantly-plumed males are rather obnoxious with the season, Brownie leads them around by their bills.

Where are You, Woolly Bear?

Have you noticed, as we have on The Quarry Farm, an absence of Woolly Bear caterpillars this fall? Typically, the fuzzy black and brown creatures are a common sight in late summer/early fall, crawling on the warm pavement of our country road. Not so this year. Here’s a brief look at the life of our fuzzy, bristly friend, to know it better and attempt to understand why its scarcity matters.

Woolly Bears are the caterpillar form of several related moth species, including the orange-yellow Isabella Tiger Moth (Pyrrharctis Isabella), which ranges across the U.S, and Southern Canada. The moth typically produces two broods a year. It lives about two weeks, nectaring on a wide variety of flowers. It mates, lays eggs, and dies. The caterpillars we see in the fall are the second brood. They’ve grown fat on leaves such as violets, nettle, sunflower, maple, and elm, and green grasses, and they may have shed five or six times while growing. When the fall brood is ready to pupate, it finds protective winter cover under leaf litter or logs or rocks. During the winter it pupates in a cocoon made from its bristly hairs and emerges as an adult in the spring. The cycle repeats to produce a summer brood.

The second-generation caterpillars that we see in the fall (in a normal year) have eaten their fill, are preparing to hibernate, and are out and about because they’re looking for cover. They are not going to poison us if we pick them up (although they can feel prickly). And sadly, they can’t predict our winter weather—by coloration or by size of the brown band around their middle. Those features are influenced by stage of development, belonging to a particular tiger moth species, and diet. There is no special little weather sensor embedded under the fuzz.

So why are we seeing so few Woolly Bears? First and foremost, no doubt, is the serious decline of many moth species worldwide—for all the reasons that we know too well and are struggling to deal with: climate change, habitat loss, light pollution in populated areas, pesticide and herbicide use. Also, we could look around us recently at a bleached, drought-ridden landscape and see little food for Woolly Bears preparing to hibernate. Their absence matters because, as pollinators and a major food source for birds and other animals, moths are an important link in the food chain that sustains us.

—The Gardener at The Quarry Farm

so much sky

I was going to title this post, “Eclipse”. 

“Eclipse” was the headline online and in print before and after April 8, 2024. The total solar eclipse that occurs when the dark silhouette of the Moon completely obscures the bright light of the Sun was going to be either A) the end of the world as we know it, with hoards of outsiders streaming across Ohio to rob us all of our lives and livelihood. Or B) this natural phenomenon that occurs every 18 months or so somewhere in the world was going to be a great big ol’ treat, right here.

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The actual title is offered in gratitude for something that brought a whole bunch of people together—in peace—for four awe-inspiring minutes. The total solar eclipse of 2024 brought people from across the United States to the gardens, creek bank and pasture of The Quarry Farm on April 8. People from Ohio, New Hampshire, Michigan, Indiana, North and South Carolina, and Virginia chose to view the phenomenon from the comfort of camp chairs, alongside the farm animal sanctuary residents, or hiking in the nature preserve.

One gentleman arrived after totality. He had driven here from Eugene, Oregon but heavy traffic held him at a Maumee River crossing. He pulled over to watch then drove south to Road 7L where he walked the trails and sampled eclipse baked goods in the summer kitchen bakery. I didn’t speak with him but others did. I wonder if he will make the trek down under for the next totality.

Board member Martha Erchenbrecher observed the behavior of Bruce the Turkey and K the Canada Goose during the eclipse. K took notice, bobbing his head in surprise. Bruce stayed still. Her observations were shared with the Solar Eclipse Safari Team of North Carolina State University and Arizona State University. We all noticed that both wild and domestic animals fell silent during totality. The farm animals headed for the barns but went back for more visitor attention at the fenceline.

As for me, I didn’t decide ahead of time where I would watch. A couple of hours before, I listened to an interview with a retired astrophysicist known as “Mr. Eclipse”. He has traveled far and wide to see the sun eclipsed completely and partially. He advised that, when the day and time of an eclipse arrives, one shouldn’t think too much about who you ought to be with or how you should view (other than to be safe about it.) One should just be in the moment. So as the moon began to block the sun from view, I found a pair of eclipse glasses that one of the hikers had dropped on the path to the prairie. I parked myself on a quarried boulder beside the quarry wetland. I could hear cheering from up in the gardens and Red Fox Cabin. The sound didn’t budge two turtles that were perched on a log, but the smaller of the two dove under when the astronomical curtain fell.

Total eclipse is just one week away

Chris Brown’s 7th Grade Science students from Glandorf Elementary visited The Quarry Farm on March 15 to demonstrate how to safely view the April 8 total solar eclipse and to make a solar eclipse viewer from a cereal box, as well as one made out of a paper towel roll. Videos of the students are posted to The Quarry Farm YouTube Channel and Facebook page. The videos, recipes and posters were also designed by the students and those are shared on Facebook. The farm animal sanctuary residents provided video commentary.

Debbie Leiber, Deb Weston and David Seitz have been working hard to keep the trails clear, what with all of the high winds dropping branches from treetops. They have been harvesting bush honeysuckle trunks which are made into hiking sticks throughout the year. The Quarry Farm is part of Toledo’s Imagination Station Ambassador program. As such, we were provided with lesson plans, solar eclipse glasses and photo-sensitive beads that will change color during totality. Those beads will be available for registered participants to string on the handles of hiking sticks during our April 8 “Total Eclipse on the Prairie” program.

March 1 was a bit chilly starting out, but a good day to work in the woods, according to David Seitz. He posed here next to one of the mammoth, invasive bush honeysuckle shrubs that he has been removing from the nature preserve for five years and counting. He does a brushcutter sweep periodically to keep fast-growing seedlings from filling back in. This gives native wildflowers and trees a chance to grow in their place. Dave has also cut scores of wild grapevine and poison ivy that pull down and siphon energy from the native trees.