It happens every year, I think the bloom show is over, and up pops the fall crocus. It seems like crocus herald the beginning and the end of the blooming season. Fall crocus have their vegetative phase in the spring. It’s a large corn lilly-looking plant that dies off when other bulbs are done blooming. For years I didn’t know that these plants were in my yard. I would pull them out until I saw the same mysterious plant displayed at a nursery labeled as fall crocus. I finally connected the dots that the crocus that appeared in the fall and these mysterious plants were the same. Now I let them be.
It turns out that these crocus and saffron crocus are very closely related. It’s a great plant. I ignore them and they return faithfully every year in greater numbers popping up in the yard in unexpected places. For more information on fall crocus go here.
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Those few little seeds I planted several years ago bring me more and more morning glories every September. This year has been the best season ever. Even the UPS guy stopped in his tracks to ogle at their beauty. Mingled with scarlet roses it’s quite a show.
Morning Glories Morning glories light my path as the day unfolds Trumpets of majestic purple and simmering pink announce the end of summer a surprising coda as the garden fades a blessing to walk beneath this arch of glowing flowers
Photos and poem by the author
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I was on an amble on Franklin Street in Astoria, Oregon last weekend when I came upon this remarkable rock wall below a Victorian home. Little pink flowers were growing from the cracks of the stones of the wall. Had I been in a rush, I would have failed to notice this striking little art gallery. Here are a few examples of natures hand on a city side street.
Tarry to see flowers rooted in cracks of cold stone
Who doesn’t love flowers? There seems to be even more of a special place in people’s hearts for the wildflowers found in nature. Here in Oregon it is prime wildflower season. Some are even blooming currently in my new native plant garden. Especially prevalent right now are camas (Camas quamash), beautiful blue-violet spikes of star-like flowers that pop up in the meadows. They were a significant food source for the Native Americans that once inhabited the area
About 40 minutes away from my home in the town of West LInn a new Nature Conservancy site opened up last year, the Camassia Nature Preserve. The 22 acre parcel is a mix of lush forest, meadows, and oak savannah with a boardwalk that meanders the main route. There is about 2 miles of hiking trails in the area. Also prevalent are glacial erratics- boulders from Montana and Canada that were dropped in this area after the great floods that occurred after the melting of the ice sheets that covered the north during the Ice Age.
Yesterday the weather was lovely, partly sunny and in the 60s, a welcome change from the rain and cool temperatures. I decided to take a drive and check it out. I was not disappointed!
Here are some of the things I saw in this special place.
A bit of wildflower trivia…
The reason you may often see the dazzling combination of bright yellow and purple wildflowers together is that it attracts pollinators- and humans seeking beauty.
And…my photos really don’t do this place justice!
Wild Iris Looked what bloomed today! a wild Iris a queen amidst my garden her lilac petals arch gracefully like arms in a curtsy about her throat a white collar etched with fine black lines with a blush of gold Gaudy hybrids shout for my attention down the driveway but it's her sublime elegance that captures my wild heart
I just returned from a wonderful week visiting Vancouver Island B.C., Canada. Four nights of that stay were at the Point No Point Resort where myself and three of my friends enjoyed, among other things, beachcombing on the stunning beaches in the area. They provided a gallery of natural art.
I’m hoping my photographs can give you some idea of the beauty we encountered.
I came upon this in a restaurant in Silverton, Oregon. Finally…a restroom for all of us.
I had to give pause when I read this challenge “The most meaningful photo I’ve taken this year.” Looking back through all my photos, the ones that have the most meaning are the ones of the people & pups in my life. It was a rough year in many ways. These photos remind me of the joy in this world.
The elfin twins Anna & Elliot come for a visit.
SOLSTICE Celebration with friends. What an amazing experience!
My dogs Bandit & Dougan, bringing tail waggin’ joy every day!
Deep in the Opal Creek Wilderness lies Jawbone Flat, a tiny mining community that operated in the 1930s and 1940s. It is currently the site of the Opal Creek Education Center, dedicated to the study of Old Growth Forests. Left behind is a treasure trove of old equipment from the heyday of the Shiny Rock Mining Company. I find beauty in their forms, nestled in the forest.
I enjoy putting my own take on the photo theme & not taking the prompt in the immediate literal sense. This photo is about scale but in the realm of comparisons of near and far. As I walked the Camino de Santiago with a friend in 2013, we came upon these signs sometime after Pamplona. We were most concerned with Santiago, 220 km away but still way closer than Jerusalem at 5000 km!
There are many more, but these are a few of my favorites.