Yesterday I wandered past Goose Island again. The air was warming up to a record high for the date (somewhere in the 80s).
I saw the couple who've entertained me before.
I keep wondering if they've produced any goslings, as have the Canadian couple I featured last post. No progeny were visible, though.
I'm guessing this is a mated pair, though I really don't even know that much. Perhaps they are roommates? Partners? Anyway.
Day before yesterday I photographed fields of purple Camas. James has informed me about the history of these plants, how local Native Americans of centuries past depended on their bulbs as a diet staple.
James is also growing Camas in our backyard.
He grows many plants, out back and along our driveway. All, I think, have an edible feature or two.
Today I noted large white blossoms where there weren't any last time I looked. They're on one of the thornless blackberries.
The bumblebee looked all in. I can imagine needing a nap after all that pollinating. He took off again later.
I took myself over to inspect our hardy peace rose on the south wall, above Tim's woodpile.
There was a visitor inspecting me.
Or was I the visitor?
I saw the couple who've entertained me before.
I keep wondering if they've produced any goslings, as have the Canadian couple I featured last post. No progeny were visible, though.
I'm guessing this is a mated pair, though I really don't even know that much. Perhaps they are roommates? Partners? Anyway.
Day before yesterday I photographed fields of purple Camas. James has informed me about the history of these plants, how local Native Americans of centuries past depended on their bulbs as a diet staple.
James is also growing Camas in our backyard.
He grows many plants, out back and along our driveway. All, I think, have an edible feature or two.
Today I noted large white blossoms where there weren't any last time I looked. They're on one of the thornless blackberries.
The bumblebee looked all in. I can imagine needing a nap after all that pollinating. He took off again later.
I took myself over to inspect our hardy peace rose on the south wall, above Tim's woodpile.
There was a visitor inspecting me.
Or was I the visitor?
2 comments:
Now that I've been to Eugene, I can picture where you took these pictures! I love that.
(Btw, your post on your Other Blog about "grocery shopping" was very interesting.)
I'm glad you read both posts, Fresca, especially after our conversationing. :o)
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