Bee and Goldenrod
Tag: flora
Ironweed
It was 46F when I got up this morning. Hallelujah!
That is all. As you were, comrades.
Ironweed
I usually see this stuff growing in fields or along the roadside. There are a couple of houses in my neighborhood, though, that have it growing in their gardens. One house has some sort of tall, orange flower growing with it, which makes a gorgeous contrast.
Butterfly, Ironweed, Thistle
Yellow Patch Skipper
Ironweed
Thistle
It’s Baaaack
Duke is publishing regular updates of outage numbers. I checked at 11am, and there were about 6700 customers in Monroe County who still didn’t have power. When I checked again about half an hour later, the number had gone to 6900. Yes. It went up. Restoring power? Ur doin it rong!
That did not bode well, so I came home at noon, because I had a bunch of things to do before it got too dark. Like, haul laundry over to the next building (which, by the way, was kind of a gross experience, as their laundry room has black mold and stinks to high heavens), clean the bad food out of the fridge and freezer, and then go pick up Miss Kitty to take for her subQ treatment. So, lots of business for me.
I managed to schlep my clothes next door, came home, and was standing in the kitchen, trying to decide which tasty, salt-filled, non-perishable snack “food” would do for lunch, when the electricity came back on. Huzzah! I still haven’t cleaned out the fridge and freezer, but I’ll have light to do that by later, so I’m not in a hurry. And, I can actually cook something that resembles real food, so I don’t have to eat Cheetos for lunch. Oatmeal is sounding really good.
Bee and Flower
Raindrops
Clover
Rose of Sharon
There were strong storms southwest of us last night. We were under a tornado warning, but it didn’t amount to much. Just a nice, steady rain. This morning, the air was nice and clean, and the flowers were loaded with water droplets.
Bee and Flower
I took these this morning out at the house where I’m cat sitting.
Bee and Sedum
This bumblebee really, really, really likes sedum. Even repeatedly bumping the plant with my camera strap didn’t disturb him.
I’m pretty sure that my mom originally told me that the sedum she has is bright red, but then she decided that she also had some pinky-colored plants, as well. Since she didn’t see where, exactly, I took this start from, she didn’t know which color I had. I’d say those are pinky, which is not at all the same thing as bright red, but I’m not complaining. The color is light and delicate and very pretty. Andalsoplustoo, this means that there is still red sedum to be raided at my mom’s house. Ahem. We’re practicing looking on the bright side, see?
A Garden Update
My sedum is finally getting ready to bloom. The little buds are starting to take on a pink blush, and a few of them have popped their outer skin.
As I was photographing the sedum, I noticed that 1) my volunteer basil plant has gotten ginormous and B) there was a praying mantis hanging out in it.
I’ve also got something else volunteering in another bed. I’m hoping that some of the seeds I planted last spring finally decided to grow. Otherwise, it’s just a weed. It’s got buds forming, so I should know soon, either way.
And speaking of things I didn’t think were going to grow, the purple aster I got from a coworker is blooming! The grounds crew scalped it not long after I planted it, and then it got hidden by the basil, so I didn’t notice that it had come back.
Rust and Lilies
1. If you’re a supervisor, shouldn’t you know that it’s kind of inappropriate to say “Good job, girl!” to a black employee? Aieee!
2. Slowly but surely, all paths to the library are being eliminated by road work. This morning, 10th street at the bypass was closed. WTF?! They really shouldn’t make it difficult for me to get to work in the morning, because I just might take it as a sign to turn around and go back home.
3. One day last week, I came home to a note from FedEx on my door, telling me that they’d left my package with Charlene. Okaythen! Who the hell is Charlene (an apartment number might have been helpful), and whose package is FedEx trying to deliver to me? Because I hadn’t ordered anything, so I knew it wasn’t mine. Nor did I have any way to find out who the package rightfully belonged to, to inform them that Charlene had their goods.
Of course, my iPod is being shipped FedEx. Hopefully, they won’t leave it with Charlene.
4. Windsor and Newton’s Galeria line includes an iridescent acrylic medium. I didn’t buy any, but I did make note of it. Ooooh! Shiny! I did get a tub o’ acrylic structure medium for the new painting, as well as a few new brushes and two big, fat tubes of cerulean blue and naples yellow paint. There shall be painting this weekend!
5. Across-the-hall neighbor trapped a kitten, and I got to go over and hold it. She’s super cute and not nearly as wild as my neighbor first thought. I’m betting that her owner moved out and left her. That tends to happen a lot in college towns. I held her for about 30 minutes, and she was perfectly comfortable. She purred, but not in an anxious way, and when I rubbed her ears, she leaned into it. So if any local folks are looking for a nice cat, I can hook you up. (Yeah, fat chance, I know!) She’s all black, short-haired, with two little white toes on one hind foot, and a small white patch on her belly. And a DC-10 motor.
6. Harriet could not be any cuter, not even if she tried. I have no new photographic proof of this, because I was too in awe of her ubercuteness to take peechurs. She was in a Mood, last night, though, so there was much kidney beaning, boinging, and wrinkly-snarly-smiley face making. (Lamprey face-making, even. Totally ridiculous.) And much rolling around with legs in the air, flippy-flapping like a happy trout. I should also mention the snorting and the nubbin wiggling. There was quite a bit of that, too.
She was very happy about something, and when Harriet is happy, it’s impossible not to be happy right along with her.
Surprise Lily Keeps Surprising
red paper boat 