Verbena, maybe? These were in the desert beside a gas station in Arizona last spring. Between the wind and the puppy pulling on the leash it’s amazing that the photos are clear…and that I didn’t take a tumble.
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.
These are lichens growing on the Japanese Maple tree in my front yard.