I hate to admit that it has taken me this long to select a suitable site and plant the three Devil’s Tongue plants that were gifted to me by my friends, the Popes.
I have moved them around in their pots to try out various locations. They seemed the most at home under the fig and beside a clump of Japanese Sacred Lilies.
I hope they will thrive in their new home.
Are wondering what configuration they are planted in? I bet you could guess. A triangle of course!
FLOW
When flyer meets flower
they both get a treat.
The flower makes some seeds
and the flyer gets to eat.
FLOW
Fluted Bird’s Nest fungi look like the nests of teeny tiny birds, but these ‘eggs’ are really spore cases called periodoles. The ‘nests’ are actually splash cups called a sporocarps.
The scientific name for these tiny, wondrous fungi is Cyathus striatus.
The immature nests are a lighter color and have a thin skin on top, so that the ‘eggs’ will not get launched out by a raindrop before they are ready.
The mature nests are darker brown with gray ‘eggs’ ready for takeoff during the next rain.
This last shot shows a mix of mature and immature nests. Nature is beautiful and magical.
FLOW on Fungi
I cut an advertisement out of a magazine for Burpee’s Southern Charm Verbascum in 1995. It has been in my files since then. I finally found one in 2020. This Flower plays the long game.
This Verbascum/Mullein has not been happy here. I have moved it… I thought. Now a struggling plant is in the old spot and another in the new location. I will keep moving it until it is happy.
In the mean time, I will enjoy its scraggly spikes with the color combo that I love and the tiny bees that fascinate me.
The anatomy of this bloom is not the usual centered symmetry of stamen and pistil. The stamen look like purple pipe cleaners.
It struggles along but survives. I know how it feels.
Grow(and bloom)where you are planted.
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We took a trip to Grandfather Mountain last week. I wanted to see the new Wilson Center.
We also wanted to see the animals in their habitat-mimicking enclosures.
There are Bald Eagles and cougars(not pictured). Also otters, elk and black bear.
We have a favorite picnic spot with a great view.
I took my eyes off my child for one second and look where I find him!
The Mile High Swinging Bridge is a big draw for Grandfather Mountain.
The twisting road up was the site of a scene in the Forrest Gump movie.
I hiked all over this mountain as a teenager. It requires grit. My dad was an avid hiker.
If you are craven some adventure, you may want to swing by Grandfather Mountain in North Carolina.
http://www.grandfather.com or email habitats@grandfather.com
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We spent a day on the trails last week. This is a rare treat. Our son came along.
We saw mama deer ( jumping out of right side of photo)
with her tiny fawn which paused to pose in the middle of the road.
This road is part of a gated community. Most owners show respect for the land and nature.
We came upon a fallen tree across the community road.
I am glad my son was there for the cutting, pulling and pushing so that I could be the photographer.
The raspberries and black berries by the road were ripe. They were sweet and warmed by the sun.
We always eat lunch at this bridge.
It was a great day to check on nature.
That side-by-side isn’t just for working. It transported Mama to a July 4th party in style.
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(Photos from my phone. Sorry for the blurriness)
Color is a function of light, so variations in color are caused by differences in the reflection of light. If you are a photographer you know that morning light, high noon sun and evening sunlight change the colors of the same subject. This is true of my Tiger Lily ‘Splendens’ petals and spots. Most of these photos do not exhibit the peach and plum that I love so much. Only the evening rays reflect these hues. The are gorgeous no matter the light. An added bonus is that the local deer do not love them.
I have three generations of these Tigers now. I raised the second and third from bulbils that I removed from the stems in the fall. I have these tall beauties scattered throughout the gardens. They tower over everything else at their five feet plus height.
The blooms are double/complex and open incrementally, another layer peels back each day. The bottom blooms open first in the array.
I cannot think of any other flower that has such delicious spots except the foxglove. I am fascinated in variations in coloration of blooms and leaves.
I love Tiger Lily ‘Splendens’ in any light.
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Now that I have the attention span of a gnat, I have to avoid all distractions to concentrate.
Gone are the days of coffee shops reading, studying in the quad or listening to music as I read. I must put my brain in time-out with a book.
I usually read non-fiction. I am trying to gain insight into man and nature since I become more perplexed and puzzled each day. I am avoiding all feeds and media and going back to the printed word. I can slow my reading pace to a speed that suits me. I ponder with a pencil in hand.
I got this bistro set for the porch for my birthday last week. I had to unclutter and clean the space. I added a few pieces of art and a tiny wind chime that sounds like tinkling fairy music.
It is my new haven. My space without dishes and laundry. No phone. Leave me alone.
If you need me and cannot find me. This is where I’ll be.
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When the fronds bow low, I know that the there are loads of spores on the underside.
I will always be amazed by the alternation of generations involving the spore.
They are neatly arranged in dots/sori underneath each frond on the Autumn Fern.
The light colored ones have burst open.
The darker sori are still encased in their clear cover.
When your ferns bow low, look for the amazing spores underneath.
FLOW on the frond
