Despite its les than poetic name, spiderwort is a lovely native plant. In the morning, the flowers open into a three-petaled violet bloom. Later in the day, the flower closes up into at little pod, like the ones seen here at dusk. I like the way the purple in the stem hints at what’s inside.
I talk a lot about actively seeing the world, paying attention, finding beauty in things that are commonly overlooked. But today’s image is a perfect example of how I sometimes fail to follow my own advice. I’ve said before that I like the hosta’s leaves far more than her flowers. But of course the flowers are magnificent. I just needed to stop and look at them. I’m so glad I did.
A full day of making in the studio finished up with loads of local harvest prints. Exciting to be back in this season of plenty. I’ll be glad to create some mouthwatering new images while dreaming up the next meal. Getting ready for Art at St. Kate’s a week from Saturday. Let there be sun…
Thinking about this whole idea of nature/landscape in harmony with the built/manmade/industrial etc. Why not a new picturesque? Evidence of our presence here on earth as PART of the landscape.
There is a tendency to hide the human elements, to capture “nature” only. That seems like a lie.
The new dark gray deck stain provided a perfect backdrop for my exotic visitor. This long-haired wonder hung out on the railing most of the day, giving me the perfect thing to shoot while the 2nd coat dried.
The deck make-over took over much of my time & energy last week. It isn’t really black but such a very dark gray that it still convey all of black’s modern swagger. It’s a dramatic transformation from the beat-up cedar finish and I couldn’t be happier with the change. Well worth the sweat. Now comes the fun part: living outdoors as much as possible till the snow flies…
This gorgeous blossom is undergoing a rebranding effort in the name of monarch survival. Commonly referred to as Swamp Milkweed, the plant is one of the essential natives for monarch caterpillars. In an effort to encourage more gardeners to embrace this beneficial plant, the new moniker lends a more delicate, desirable image. This is no swamp plant: it’s Rose Milkweed (thank you very much).
I’m sure there’s someone who knows every plant. But it’s not me. I’m guessing I may recognize this one when it’s flowering, but coming across these groovy, transparent seed cases, left me without a clue. If you know, please tell me in the comments! Always something to discover…I love it.