every day is a good day
Yesterday was market day at Bow Little Market. Many of these colorful onions ended up going to people’s homes. Thank you for all who came to the market and stopped by. Our congressman, Rick Larsen, even stopped by for a chat. It’s not every week that your congressman drops by.
We haven’t named this colorful young rooster. He’s as colorful as any of the flowers blooming. I’m curious what he will look like when he’s grown.
For bees, carrots are vast expanses of white flowers. Entire fields of flowers thrust high into the sky just for them. Bees must dream of when carrots bloom. One carrot flower stalk can feed a bee for days. How many trips would it take for a bee to gather all the pollen from one carrot flower stalk?
When I was taking the photo, I didn’t see the spider waiting in the carrot flowers. It wasn’t until I was making this post that I noticed it. For a spider, a carrot flower stalk must be a perfect lure. All day long, insects come flying in for the spider to snare.
The shallots are blooming, sending up tall stalks full of green and white babies. Nearly three hundred miniature flowers give you plenty of time to ponder, he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me …
Poppies are a fun flower. I didn’t realize until today that they are a fun flower for bees too. I watched bees gathering pollen from the poppies, and the flowers are designed so that bees get a fun ride, dancing in a circle through the many anthers. With so many anthers in each flower, it doesn’t take long for a bee to gather so much pollen in its pollen baskets on its legs, that the legs become too heavy to lift.
The bees seemed to be having so much fun gathering pollen in the poppies, it makes you wonder if they look forward to the poppies opening. In comparison, tulips and lilies must be boring to bees. Those flowers are in and out, in and out, boring as can be.
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Days in the Pacific Northwest don’t get any better than this. The hydrangeas are opening, their blue as brilliant as the sky. Their opening signifies that summer has arrived. So do the ripening thimble berries. Among the best of all berries, you have to grow them to enjoy them. They are too delicate to pick, pack, and ship to market. You have to eat them off the bush.
On a perfect day, there is sign of trouble in the garden. Takuma 拓真 has discovered potatoes. I don’t let chickens in the garden as they will dig up and ravish the potatoes. Will I have to banish the dogs from the garden too? I hope not. Gardening without dogs is like a day without chocolate.
