More on the way…

My star thistle-l adopted it anyway-has grown up over the spring and summer to produce a beautiful plant.It has matured into a 1.7m(5.5ft) high weed that I watched grow up in the corner of my neighbor’s yard.What luck ,they have not chopped it down but they are never outside. Anyway it has produced a lovely purple flower on top of it’s many branches and some flower heads have turned into pods and are dispersing their seeds. The thistle is one plant that uses the wind to disperse it’s seed-dandelions and fleabane along with trees are other examples of this method. The seed is attached to fine fluffy hairs which open out when the seed is shed to form a ball and floats away like a kite to form other colonies.

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pic by td-thanks to http://www.theseedsite.co.uk for help!

Thoreau for your Saturday..

…so I walk in nature with a sense of greater space and freedom.It suggest besides, that the universe is not rough-hewn, but perfect in its details. Nature will will bear the closest inspection; she invites us to lay our eye level with the smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain.Natural History of Massachusetts-1842.

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Thoreau for your Monday…

As I climbed the Cliffs, when I jarred the foliage, I perceived an equisite perfume which I could not trace to it’s source. Ah, those fugacious universal fragrances of the meadows and woods! odors rightly mingled. June 11,1852.

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pic by td- my honeyvine milkweed-free smells!

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This plant dots the landscape…

I see this plant around town usually at the side of the street, along the city trail,or just recently a patch of it where probably not many frequent(believe it or not it is not a waste place). As my mission continues I had to know it’s name.After several visits to a patch of it I had a match. It is Birdsfoot trefoil-Lotus corniculatus- the flower looks like a birdsfoot. Well maybe with a little imagination! A native of Europe, it has sporadic distribution in the U.S. where it is used as a pasture legume and as erosion control. It forms a dense mat where it can choke out other vegetation and is considered invasive. It basically reseeds itself and does produce a sunny picture no matter where it grows.

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pics by td-note on the above pic-I frequent this little area several times a year and this patch was not there last year! This stuff can grow. Happy Monday!

Happy Birthday!…

Henry David Thoreau was born on this day-July 12,1817-Concord,Ma.

H.D. Thoreau was an American:

  • essayist
  • poet
  • philosopher
  • abolitionist
  • naturalist
  • tax resister
  • development critic
  • surveyor
  • historian

Happy 200th Birthday H.D. Thoreau!

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Thoreau for your Tuesday…

It was a singular experience that long acquaintance which I cultivated with beans, what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over and selling them-the last was the hardest of all…I was determined to know beans. when they were growing, I used to hoe from five o’clock in the morning till noon…Consider the intimate and curious acquaintance one makes with various kinds of weeds…that’s Roman wormwood, that’s pigweed, that’s piper-grass…A long war, not with cranes, but with weeds…The Bean Field-Walden-1854.

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td’s bean field.Thoreau knew his weeds! Happy Tuesday!

 

 

I like the story…

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Chicory-Cichorium intybus-aka Blue Sailors.You all have seen this plant grace the summer time landscape filling in everywhere-roadsides,waste places.This weed is a survivor with it’s long tap root able to survive droughts. As many weeds it has had beneficial uses to humans. The best example is it’s use as a coffee substitute. In addition it graces our environment by it’s flower as it opens up in the morning sun and closes soon after. Now the story, A ┬ásailor and his wife lived by the sea.The wife would always wait for the beloved return of her husband.As fate would have it in one voyage, the sailor died in a storm. Unaware of the misfortune, the wife waited for her sailor to return. She waited so long that the gods transferred her into a blue flower(chicory) so she could wait along the road for her husband forever.

pic by td-story from the odysseyonline.com and help from”Suburban Wildflowers”-Headstrom.Thanks!