The center of these daisies always remind me of coneflowers. It’s the sort of thing where – because I don’t remember knowing that’s what they looked like – I can’t tell if I didn’t know, or just didn’t notice.
Spring blossoms on the various fruit trees – mostly apples and cherries from what I can tell, with a few pears – along the river add a bit of color to the thickening green everywhere. It’s early but the tree blossom is getting started and even the honeysuckle has started to get ready to bloom. …
These small pink-striped white wildflowers with five petals are more common than I remembered. I saw two or three batches of them today. They’re known as Spring Beauty.
These small white flowers were far from the path but just caught my eye. There were only two of them but they’re among the most unusual flower I’ve seen along the path. They’re called Dutchman’s Breeches – or dicentra cucullaria – and have medicinal purposes and can be toxic.
The goldenrod has dropped its color and is slowly sagging as the cold weather comes. The ends look furry now, gray and seed loosening up. The birds must be having a grand time filling themselves.
The goldenrod are alive with small birds. It seems to mostly be goldfinches but this fellow stopped long enough for me to snap its photo and recognize it as a White-crowned sparrow (Zonotrichia leucophrys ). The white on the crown is quite striking.
It has been a hard time for the woolly bear, and I’ve seen crushed carcasses along the path where they venture out and are trodden, or ridden, on by humans. The cabbage moths had disappeared for awhile or at least I hadn’t noticed them, but they were in abundance yesterday.
Fungus on trees is pretty common. This small toadstool – or mushroom – was jutting out of the place a tree limb had been, about 10 feet off the ground. No reason it shouldn’t grow there but it’s the first I’ve seen. It must be nice and damp in the wood there.
The white yarrow is also known as arrowroot. Once I learned that, and that it had medicinal value, the idea of arrowroot cookies for teething infants made sense. This patch popped up quite late. Its nearly October, past the first frost, and I haven’t seen any yarrow since mid summer.
There are many more blooms on the white musk mallow than there were even a week or so ago, but the frost seems to have shortened their life span. The blooms were closed like roses even in late afternoon.
The weeds caught a good deal of rime this morning, like small icicles sticking up and out of the edges of the low weeds. It’ll be warming up again – Indian summer – but it looks like the temperatures will be going down.