It was a wet morning. The blades of grass were balancing big drops of rain from the night’s steady rains. Beardtongue are in bloom in the woods.
A flower that is far more bearded than beardtongue is the clematis that finished blooming. The white flowers have morphed into a Dr. Seuss creation. Their white flowers were pretty, but their seed pods are intriguing. What are they eventually going to look like?
A variety of Arisaema is sending up a purple fringed flower spike. Svenda doesn’t care. For her, it’s all about the worms she’s finding as I weed around the Arisaema. Maybe when it’s done blooming and develops seeds, she’ll think about pecking at it.
