Posts Tagged 'flowers'

Tuliptree

Liriodendron tulipiferaRemember that Tuliptree (Liriodendron tulipifera) we got such close-up views of back in the spring?Liriodendron tulipiferaThis is what it looks like now.Liriodendron tulipiferaThese “cone-like aggregates of samaras” as Core and Ammons put it in Woody Plants in Winter, persevere. Liriodendron tulipifera

The hypocrisy would gag a snake, but the Republicans are beyond any shame (and certainly any claim to the Christianity so many of them make such a show of wrapping themselves in). On Holocaust Remembrance Day on Friday, they dutifully parroted “#NeverForget” while rallying around Trump’s Muslim ban.* Families were wrenched apart in airports around the country, people deported, thousands of lives disrupted in the chaos before the temporary stay was granted last night. Legal residents with green cards and dual citizenship were been taken into custody, while refugees whose resettlement process has taken years were sent back. To where? A twitter account documenting the names of passengers of the SS St. Louis, forbidden from docking in America in 1939, made it especially poignant. Because of American bigotry then — the pervasive anti-semitism, the white supremacy of immigration quotas — those passengers were condemned to die in the Nazi death factory. O, my America!

It must be a coincidence that the three middle eastern countries not on Trump’s blacklist (Egypt, Turkey, Saudi Arabia) are all places where he has investments. And Saudi Arabia, is also, of course, the source and poisonous funder of radical Wahhabism; it was also the country of origin of most of the 9/11 attackers. So the notion that this is about “extreme vetting” to prevent terrorism is a vicious racist lie. (On vetting, btw, it already takes years to get refugees in; green cards take years as well.) Meanwhile, mass murderers in this country are overwhelmingly white native-born males armed with the help of the NRA and its Republican tools.

*As a special treat for his neo-nazi followers, Trump’s statement on Holocaust Remembrance left out any mention of Jews.

January’s Flower

violaA cultivated Viola we found in a Green-Wood Cemetery planting recently.

How can one despair when the earth continually cycles through its great changes? After winter comes the spring. In the dark, there are the stars. In the grey and the sere, there is a flower the color of the sun.

Harper’s latest issue has a Resister’s Guide for the dawning age of Trump that is very much worth reading. Not a subscriber? Should be.

Monday Meadows

meadow1Open these up.meadow2For megapixels of wonder.meadow3And speak not to me of lawns.

Woodland Aster

asterThere isn’t much of a concentration of trees in Green-Wood, as opposed to grand old specimen trees, but the tiny patch of woodland overlooking the Sylvan Water is host to these little asters, a burst of autumnal blooming. The reddish-orange parts have already been pollinated, the yellow not yet. Both bumblebees and flies were observed visiting these, which we think are Eurybia divaricata.

After Barely A Summer Dies the Bee

SolidagoThis goldenrod was chock-a-stem with bumblebees, carpenter bees, and honeybees, moving slowly if at all on a cool day. You could pet them if you liked. XylocopaThis is the last hurrah for the bumbles and carpenter bees, except for already mated queens, who will soon find a place tucked away in leaf litter for the winter. Female honeybees will overwinter in the hive, keeping their queen warm. It’s curtains for all the males.xylocopaI’ve never noticed the white face mark of the male Eastern Carpenter Bee (Xylocopa virginica).img_0410The great circle of life in action: a mantis munches away at a still-flailing bumblebee.

Autumn Meadows

Fat grasshoppers and noisy crickets. Bumblebees built for cooler weather. Darting moths stirred up by our presence. Palm Warblers absent the rufus polls of springtime, but their tails as derrick-like as ever. A falcon shoots by, too quick for us. We curse the god-damned helicopters, a constant curse over the island.img_0339And a few days later on the flank of the Harbor Hill Moraine. There was just a scurrying bird in here, probably a Common Yellow-throat, since that’s their style.img_0342autumnAnd one more patch, in the Native Flora Garden, which is stellar right now, above and below.img_0390

Aster Apotheosis

Symphyotrichum This is the time to see these Symphyotrichum asters. Above is a low-growing, smaller flowered version called “October Sky.”SymphyotrichumHere’s one of the bigger ones, both taller and larger-flowered. And there are still pollinators — bumblebees, honeybees, and some flies — working them over for the last of the nectar and pollen. The bumblebees are slow and groggy.

These were in the Native Flora Garden, but if you look you can see them all over.


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