Showing posts with label honeysuckle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label honeysuckle. Show all posts

Friday, June 25, 2021

Along the way

A few flowers along the Lupin Falls trail. Shade lovers, all.

Start of the trail.

Thimbleberry, flowers and unripe berry.

Honeysuckle, just getting started.

Another coral root orchid.

A patch of twin flowers. Deep shade.

Most of the flowers along this dry, dark, acid-soiled trail, except the thimbleberries, were small to tiny. Even the native wild roses were miniatures.

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Algunas flores encontradas en el sendero a las cataratas Lupin.

  1. El letrero a la entrada al sendero.
  2. Thimbleberry, Rubus parviflorus. Flores y frutas todavía verdes. Maduras, son rojas y muy dulces.
  3. Madreselva, Lonicera sp., nueva planta, apenas tiene la primera rama.
  4. La orquídea Corallorhiza sp.
  5. Y un grupo de flores gemelas, en sombra densa.
La mayoría de las flores en este bosque seco, oscuro y con suelo ácido, aparte de los thimbleberry, tenían flores pequeñas o muy pequeñas. Hasta las rosas nativas, normalmente del tamaño de los thimbleberry, eran miniaturas.

Thursday, June 07, 2018

So pink!

Honeysuckle. In bud.

All tied together with spider web.

I walked on the beach at low, low tide today, with the camera settings all wrong for the light and location. The honeysuckle and a few roses were beside the parking lot, at dusk; at least I have something to show for the walk!

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Honeysuckle

Hanging over a fence at Boundary Bay beach:

Pinks, peach, and purples, all in one flower.

Coming up: tide pool critters, and worm collectors.

Friday, June 08, 2012

Interlude on a rainy afternoon

We'd been too long behind glass and under roofs, sheltering from the rain. Tuesday, rain or shine, we decided to get in some beach time.

So it rained. I carried an umbrella down the White Rock beach without ever opening it; the rain slowed down to a mere sprinkle, and as long as I kept the camera inside my jacket it stayed dry, which is what matters. And we were rewarded by a dry spell as we walked back along the railroad track. We dawdled, then, taking photos of the flowering shrubs on the hillside.

The invasive Himalayan blackberry; beautiful, delicious, but such a pest!

Blackberry flower with bee mimic.

Wild honeysuckle

The humble native trailing blackberry, in a bed of grasses.

Nootka rose. Another native, almost tough enough to compete with the blackberry. Almost.

And now we're back to rain, rain, rain.


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