Sunday, November 20, 2011

Pretty. Pretty. Pretty.

Last May when the mayapples bloomed...


...they produced mayapple apples in June. Mayapples (Podophyllum peltatum) grow in large clonal colonies and only produce apples if the flowers are cross-pollinated from a different colony. Where those thimbleweeds were planted that were chomped and stomped by a visiting turtle and where I accidentally uncovered those snake or turtle eggs, and where I met that baby stick insect, that is where apparently two mayapple colonies intermingled to produce a lot of mayapple apples. I didn't think that much happened up there in the woods but that one small area has had a lot of stuff going on this past spring and summer.


This pretty little thing is a sycamore seed ball which still has half its seeds attached. I found it lying on a large rock in the creek around the same time as the mayapples were in bloom.


In June the elderberries (Sambucus canadensis) bloomed.


And later produced berries...


...which were quickly gobbled up by somebody.


This pretty delicate flower is Starry Campion (Silene stellata). I found it growing at the creek's edge...


...and in two different spots on a trail in the woods. I didn't see the flowers on the plants in the woods but because the leaf arrangement is so unusual, it was easy to identify them.


Milkweed flowers? I just like them and so to me, they're pretty. This one was photographed next to the railroad tracks where milkweed grows with lots and lots of elderberries. The bonus in photographing anything near railroad tracks is that when the trains go by, you can wave at the train and the engineer waves back. Sometimes I catch those guys waving before I can fully turn around to wave first. I just love trains... and by association, milkweed too. :-)


Back at my creek in July, hidden behind the ragweed was a small patch of phlox. Although Phlox paniculata is native to the U.S., I think these flowers are probably the cultivated variety "David." I'm trying hard to be a native plant purist but it's just not realistic...especially when cultivars are so darn pretty.


The phlox are growing in an area where a garden used to be. They are now sharing space with non-native "wildflowers" I'm not too crazy about...such as hedge parsley which made its appearance this year. I hate that plant. Just hate it. Hedge parsley looks like a half-ass version of Queen Anne's Lace, which, even though it's not a native, I do like very much. I'm having a hard time reconciling growing only native plants to this area and then having to confess that I really like some of the non-natives. Hedge parsley will not be one of them though....ever. It's such an awful plant, I did not even photograph it.


In late July, I found this plant in flower growing in the creek. Ditch Stonecrop (Penthorum sedoides) is a rough looking thing but the flowers were kind of interesting.


I read that they turn red in the fall...


...and in September they started to get reddish.


And later in the month, even more so.


And by the end of October, their color was spectacular.


This plant may or may not be a native to North America...I haven't quite figured that out yet. However, I like just about all plants in the Polygonum family and so regardless of its origin, I think Pale Smartweed (Polygonum lapathifolium) is one of the prettiest flowers I discovered this summer. The flowers were tucked in so tight, they looked like beadwork.


Even giant ragweed's flowers are kind of pretty...although I was happy to see a lot less of it this year.


And this little example of pretty is pretty as in "pretty" suspicious. I found him maybe 100 feet from where my thimbleweed was chopped and dropped but he was on the trail and as I know from experience, those trails are used by every animal, bird and insect in the forest to get to something. And if you have a good habitat for box turtles, you can expect to find about ten turtles per acre. Ten turtles times twenty acres on one trail equals...


Oh, I really don't want to think about that. Two hundred Terrapene iwilltakedownallyourplantsis?


I find that pretty unnerving.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Red, white...and wahoo!

...as in Eastern Wahoo (Euonymus atropurpureus), a scrubby little native shrub I noticed in September because of the crazy dangling fruits that looked like 1960s earrings. The name is derived from Dakota for arrow wood ("wa" for arrow and "hu" for wood) because of the straight stems. I didn't see this with any of the wahoos on my land. They were shooting out at all angles, their favorite being 45 degrees. No idea why they didn't feel like being upright...or even straight. Deer stomping? Dog stomping? Tree stomping?

Anyway, I found three small groves of them (so far), all of which were at the edge of something. One was on a slope at the edge of the woods, one was on a trail in the middle of the woods...

...and the last group was under my favorite sycamore beside the creek.

In September, the "fruits" looked like this...

Strange little things, aren't they?

Their colors changed from white to pink to a brilliant fuchsia over the next 4-6 weeks and when I looked at them yesterday, the pods had opened to reveal these crazy red berries.

Those wahoos are fun to look at with all that dangly jewelry...and it's fun to say their name out loud too.

Nobody knows what the heck you're talking about when you start talking about wahoos...and I'll be even more obnoxious next year if I get around to planting pawpaws and possumhaws. Nothing can beat saying the name of the plant with a hundred pink earrings though.... Wahoooooooo!

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Sunday and starlings

I was waiting at a stoplight recently and had the chance to watch a ball of starlings fly through the sky, bouncing in all directions but never touching the ground. A crow was in the air too and that ball of birds decided to bounce toward that crow, and just when they were about to encircle it, they quickly flew off in a completely different direction but then....they turned around to head off that crow....almost. Starlings are such little stinkers. They're too smart and they're too fast for anyone to figure out what they're doing or where they're going to be next. Another time when I was driving, a ball of starlings (or "murmuration" if you want to be poetic) was above my car flying in the same direction, using the same route. They whooshed over me and then scattered in the distance. It all happened so fast but for a few seconds there I felt like I was part of the flock. It was thrilling. Nothing as thrilling as this little video though. Nothing. They're such astonishing little creatures.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Fall

I don't know why but when the surprise lilies bloom, I always think of fall.....even though it's been two months since they've bloomed and gone underground again.

I think of fall when the jack in the pulpit berries become vivid red...

...and even when they're still green because the green ones fall over too.

I think of fall when dogs get covered with seeds...

...and when the soldier beetles get busy with each other on the goldenrod flowers.

But fall happens when the leaves fall...

In just a few weeks, this...

becomes this....

And things just start looking and sounding extra crispy.

But not everything is on the ground or under ground. Those turtle chomped thimbleweeds from last month have sent up new leaves!

And that gives me hope because I have a lot of plants to still get in and knowing that it's now a little too cold for turtles to take things down...

I only have to worry about the garden helping dogs falling down on the newly planted plants. That digging part of gardening is exhausting, you know?