Rosemary seems to bloom most of the year around here. Not sure why, since it is a Mediterranean plant. You’d think it would want more heat. Maybe the rain confuses it into thinking that it is always spring.
The closer one looks at moss the more fascinated one becomes…at least if the one is I. I can imagine a “Horton hears a who” story taking place on these tiny worlds tucked into the nooks of my dwarf apple trees.
The moss on my apple trees was catching the low angle of November’s light when I got home from walking the dogs this morning.
It seems appropriate for Sunshine’s Macro Monday!
I have a fondness for this not quite plant. The textures are amazing, as is the biology.
I adore hardy cyclamen, more known for its wonderful variegated leaves than its flowers. In early fall they bloom naked, then the leaves come out. Because the small flowers grow close to the ground it is hard to see and appreciate the delicate beauty of the blossoms on their curlicue tendrils without crawling on the ground. Here is a slug’s eye view:
The other day I was taking pictures of the holly berries starting to redden, and almost missed noticing this iridescent jewel of a bug.
September seems like it really should be the beginning of the year. I never feel like January’s New Year’s has any thing to it. Things aren’t changing in the weather or natural world, the holidays are emotionally exhausting and I don’t feel ready to look at the past or energy to move into the future with purpose.
September is a month of change and transition. I tend to have time reflecting about the year at my annual trip to Mt Rainier in August and when September comes with the cooler weather I feel ready for new endeavors.
All of these photos were taken within four blocks of my home.
This week I decided to try and take photos that show the transition between summer and fall. The days are shorter and the little bit of rain we’ve had is bringing some things back into the green while others head toward seed formation.
Putting together a gallery seemed like a natural when I saw City Sonnet’s prompt: Welcome September.