Alyssum in my garden. With purple innards. |
Or yellow. |
Sweet William. This plant has been with me for years; it keeps coming back. |
Path through the salal. McIvor Lake. |
Teeny-tiny spider on a ceramic chicken. |
Evergreen blackberry, Rubus laciniatus. "They're red when they're green," we used to remind ourselves. Hard and acid at this stage, still edible. |
Seeds of Indian consumption plant, Lomatium nudicale, in the shade, with a sunny field behind. Aka Bare-stem desert parsely. This patch is at the edge of the dry dunes at Oyster Bay. |
Seeds of the same plant, when the clouds parted to allow the sun in. |
Green apple on an old apple tree. Oyster Bay |
Two green apples. |
And last; kitten at midnight, watching a crane fly. Flash in a dark room. The kittens have gone on to their new homes now; this was Tig's last night. |
I wish I hadn't seen Tig just before he goes. It makes me sad - which is strange because I've never met him! The seeds of the Indian Consumption Plant are striking.
ReplyDelete