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Busy and Not Busy
I don’t have to look to know who is Busy and who is Not Busy in the bunny yard.
Where ever I hear noise, I know I will see a blur of black fur.
Then I must peer under things to find my barley brown bunny,
quietly napping or watching the trees.
Charlotte is usually on the move or moving dirt.
Barley can be found quietly meditating.
Usually, they only spend time together while eating
or snuggling.
But one day Not Busy made the mistake of napping too close to Busy during an excavation.
Busy dug dirt and kicked it behind her. Not Busy got dirty.
Busy bulldozed dirt away from the excavation site.
Not Busy began to disappear under the soil.
Busy disappeared into the hole.
Busy continues working. Not Busy continues meditating.
They both stopped to pose for a picture. I think he’s smiling.
FLOWER fills in lots of holes.
Columbine and the Miners
The flowers are delicate and complex.
The seed pods resemble green jesters’ hats.
The leaves…ugly, whitish and sickly.
I hate leafminers. I got so disgusted with them that I chopped down the infected plants.
No use feeding the enemy! Leaf miners are larvae of a tiny fly.
The fly lays its eggs on the leaves. The hatched larvae eat their way through the middle of the leaf’s layers.
The flowers are so beautiful,
but the leaves look ravaged.
No pesticides for this gardener,
so chop chop chop.
I’ll just take photos of the blooms this spring.
My Friends’ Magnolia
Almost thirty years ago, we were given a young Bigleaf Magnolia (Magnolia macrophylla) tree from the yard of some friends.
We admired a larger one of these trees through a sky-light in their dining room. It looked like big green umbrellas.
The Cunninghams dug up a small one for us that evening.
The tree is now over twenty feet tall.
Last year it had its first ever bloom.
This spring it has eleven.
Worth the wait?
You tell me.
Wait for the FLOWER.
My Living Memory
I went on the trip of my dreams last fall.
My family spent two weeks in beautiful Italy.
Everywhere we looked there was something new, unusual and exciting.
This flower stopped my in my tracks.
Everything else fell away
the only two things in the world were me and this face.
Passion flower.
I posted it as a wordless Wednesday from Tuscany.
Now, I have this plant. It arrived last week, wrapped up in a box from Easy to Grow Bulbs.com.
Every year when it blooms, I will pause and remember
that I got to have one of my dreams. I am so grateful.
FLOWER is fortunate!
Toads to Tadpoles
Two toads met in the quiet little pond.
They spawned in the cozy lily basket.
They left behind a slimy string of black eggs
These hatched into squiggly little tadpoles.
Most stay inside the basket where it is safe
The ones that swim out become snacks for the King of the Koi pond
Mama toad is unconcerned
She’s busy napping under my bag of potting soil.
Follow the FLOWER.
There’s Been a Mutation
A mutation has occurred in one of my phlox.
A tight, miniature version of the parent.
Perfect for my Fairy Garden.
FOLLOW the Phlox!
Yellow Trumpets
I found gold today.
I was at an undisclosed location looking for a black squirrel,
when I spied bog heaven on the shore of a lake.
I got my shoes all squishy getting these photos, but it was worth it.
How ironic to find Yellow Trumpets in Dizzy Gillespie’s hometown.
The genus name is Sarracenia. I don’t know whether it’s the flava or alata species.
They are pitcher plants. They trap insects in the pitcher and dissolve them as a supplemental source of nitrogen not available in the soil.
This town has been one thrill after another.
I will be sad to leave, but my family, plants and bunnies need me.
Follow the FLOWER.
The Resurrection Fern
These fascinating little epiphytes grow on the barks of trees. They seem to prefer horizontal limbs.
When they are dry they curl up and look almost dead.
When it rains they soak up the water from the bark and..
Viola. Alive again.
Its scientific name is Pleopeltis polypodioides.
The photo below was taken on Monday.
Then again in the rain on Tuesday.
By Wednesday it looked alive again.
Viva la Fern!
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