Capturing this photo felt akin to bottling sunshine. Now if I can just figure out how to do it with time…
Every time I see one of these huge puff balls, it brings me back to my 70’s childhood. We used to have to stop the car so my mom and grandma could climb into the ditch to pick them. Back home, they were given the AquaNet treatment and put on display.
Funny which moments turn golden as time goes on.
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.
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 catching up after a few days at the lake over Memorial Day.
Last Friday I had the opportunity to hang out with some native orchids – part of a year long garden photography project I’m working on.
This particular bloom was meandering away from her own clump to congregate with a lush spray of ferns. I couldn’t blame her.
140/365: yellow lady’s slipper with ferns