Author Archives: Unwit
November has been very warm until today, and the roses took advantage of the long Indian summer and fall to bloom and set hips. Last night we got some frost. I woke up to this. And this: Advertisements
He or she shed his last skin sometime yesterday. At first he was the same color with the same markings as he was when a gobbling caterpillar, and I could tell he had changed form only by his new shape … Continue reading
Right beneath the lavender ribbon I tied on the azalea to tell the painters not to trample it this spring, I saw this Eastern black swallowtail caterpillar, and I knew he was getting ready to pupate. His body language is … Continue reading
It’s October, and a mushroom I don’t recognize has unfurled its umbrella overnight. It’s the most delicate thing, semi transparent like a Luna month’s wing, and it looks like it would glow in the dark.
Stage right I’ve been trying to get the essence of Peggy Martin into a photograph. I’ve been trying to get the entire plant into one photograph. It’s not possible. I think this is hilarious. You want to feel smart? Like … Continue reading
The swamp rose is back and better than ever. It’s about four feet by four feet now, covered with panicles of 2.5″ semi-double lavender -pink blossoms that the light shines through. And the fragrance scents the entire yard. It’s a … Continue reading