276/365: white prairie asters

white prairie asters

The asters have won my heart for the sheer exuberant volume of blossoms they produce, for being hearty and beautiful in a kind of workaday way, for blooming so late in the season when the garden is a mess and I’ve lost my gumption for it until next spring. We might all pursue our vocations with such earnest cheer.

growing like a weed

221/365: wild senna


You can tell the native plants BELONG here because of the way they thrive.

We chose the wild senna for the cool shape of the leaves. We had no idea that it would grow taller than me the first season (I’m 5’3 so it’s not a huge feat, but still).

If you live in the Twin Cities, please let me know if you’d like one of these giants for your own garden. I’ve got babies all over the place and I’m happy to share. Be ready for a soundtrack of contented buzzing – the pollinators are coming in droves.


prairie phoenix

Another sign of spring: the prairie burn is complete. It looks awful at first, but it’s really just a big black, blank canvas. Soon, the green will appear and the wild, joyous riot of the prairie will return in full force.

blog032415_prairie burn80/365: prairie burn

prairie down

Apologies for missing yesterday’s post. I was at an art fair all day and completely forgot about it. I do have a photo, though.

The other day, I spent a lot of time photographing the winter prairie with the thought that I wouldn’t get many more chances before spring. Two days later, I arrived to find that it had all been mowed down. I was glad I had that last shoot and excited for the rebirth of the prairie flowers that’s soon to come.

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71/365: freshly mowed prairie