Showing posts with label flower. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flower. Show all posts

Thursday, 11 September 2025

Glamorous Mystery


When I encountered this florist-worthy flower on a bike ride through local prairie country, I was certain it must be a garden escapee, persisting on ground that was once a yard, or arriving more recently in a load of soil. A dozen-odd volunteers formed a loose colony, with random pioneers scattered along the trail beyond for perhaps a hundred yards.

I was so taken with the glamour – and mystified that I couldn't identify this, given moderately wide experience of garden blooms – that I emailed a few shots to a friend who's a recognised expert on the topic.

The mystery only deepened when she couldn't identify it, either.

At last, my friend worked her resources and reached a verdict: Clarkia amoena.

Thus was I thoroughly humbled, because not only does this eye-catching bloom turn out to be native – while in theory I'm Mr. Wild Plants Guy – it's a fêted member of the freakin' Lewis and Clark herbarium.

Named after William Clark, for God's sake! (Way to rub it in, karma.)

Clarkia amoena, also called farewell-to-spring, is an evening primrose relative, which accounts for another common name: satin flower. It prefers well-drained and –sunned soil, and as that first common name suggests, tends to burst into glorious blossom just as things start to hot up. Which is exactly the moment in which I passed that day.

Indigenous peoples made a staple of this plant's tiny, grain-like seeds, eating them toasted as-is, steamed into porridge, or brewed into a thick, nutritious drink. In addition, Clarkia was one of several field-forming flowers on the pre-settlement prairie that sustained multiple species of butterflies and other insects that have since become endangered.

Finally, it counts among the relatively few North American flowers to pivot to cultivation, thanks to a ready willingness to thrive anywhere that supplies its minimum requirements.

And also, of course, its magnificence.

So, why has this once-classic local suddenly (re)appeared? Well, the land on which grows is actually a reserve, donated to prairie preservation by former owners who'd run a horse-training facility on it. As such it's undergone incremental restoration, some of which might recently have included inoculation with Clarkia seed.

The reserve trust has also taken to conducting controlled burns on their property, as fire is important to prairie health – among other things, nudging Clarkia seeds to germinate.

Whatever the reason, I'm glad it's back.

Wednesday, 20 August 2025

WW: Scottish thistle


(Emblem and patron of my father's people, as any who know us will understand, this well-armed weed flowers in surpassing beauty on the North Coast this time of year. Hated invader notwithstanding, compromising pastureland, and misguidedly considered coarse and unseemly.

As are we.

Cirsium vulgare; though this being the avatar of Scotland, disputes abide over which exact species is truly the authentic Scottish thistle, amongst the many, well... er...

pretenders.)


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Wednesday, 25 June 2025

WW: Oriental poppies

(Papaver orientale. Came in time for Remembrance Day.)

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Wednesday, 11 June 2025

Wednesday, 14 May 2025

WW: Western trumpet honeysuckle



(Lonicera ciliosa. Iconic flower of the North Coast understory.)

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Thursday, 10 April 2025

The Inevitable Spring



The warbler
wipes its muddy feet
on plum blossoms

Issa


(Plum Garden, Kamata, by Utagawa Hiroshige, courtesy of Rawpixel.com.)

Wednesday, 26 March 2025

WW: Signal the uprising!



(Narcissus garden blooms have long become wildflowers here on the North Coast, punching up in lawns and pastures, along roads, and, as here, in open forests. Most years they announce the coming of spring just days before it arrives, their bright yellow blossoms chiming like bells in the cold dark wet of late winter.

Each year I'm sceptical, and each year I'm wrong.)

Thursday, 30 January 2025

Hermit Rule 26


Liberate yourself from everything that doesn't concern you.
Don't depend on people or on situations.
Look for your refuge and your help only in God.

– A Franciscan hermit in my Bluesky sangha.


(Photo of a lotus on the grounds of the Franciscan Monastery (sic) of the Holy Land in America courtesy of Clare Tallamy and Unsplash.com)

Wednesday, 16 October 2024

WW: Red-flowering currants



(Ribes sanguineum. Common native food here on the North Coast. Eponymous flower here.)

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Wednesday, 3 July 2024

WW: Native rhodendron



(Rhododendron macrophyllum, the Pacific rhododendron, is the state flower of Washington. In late spring it bursts out in the grey-green twilight of the North Coast jungle, where its pale pink blossoms seem to glow above the undergrowth. When my mom was in high school, kids in her small Puget Sound town used to cut truckloads of these from the forests along the bay, to fill the gym for prom.

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Wednesday, 22 May 2024

WW: Nootka rose

(Rosa nutkana; native to the North Coast. One of my favourite flowers, and everywhere this time of year.)

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Wednesday, 15 May 2024

Wednesday, 20 March 2024

WW: Spring blessing



(Pieris japonica, known here as popcorn bush, is a popular landscaping shrub on the North Pacific Coast. Native to the same latitudes on the far side of the ocean, where climate and soil types are about identical, I'm told it fills whole ravines in Japanese forests. This must be brilliant to see, given its heady fragrance and dense sprays of sparkler-bright blossoms.

The early-spring show, and the fact that we had one at every house I can remember – always right by the front door – made this a favourite flower from early childhood. It's also a good carving and turning wood, fairly soft and light but fine-grained, taking an oil finish well; properties apparently unknown outside of Asia, given the absence of mention online, at least in any of my languages.)



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Thursday, 18 January 2024

Secret of My Success

Rosa 'George Burns' JBM 1
"The secret of writing about Zen practice is sincerity, and if you can fake that, you've got it made."

My riff on a quotation from George Burns. Or Jean Giraudoux, or Groucho Marx, or any of several other posited sources. It's likely an old saw from Yiddish theatre or similar Jewish art form. Not only are many proposed authors [none of whom claimed to invent it] Jewish, but the quip itself has the distinct salt of Hebrew insight.


(Photo of a 'George Burns' variety rose courtesy of Nadia Talent and Wikimedia Commons.)

Thursday, 10 August 2023

Vengence Kyôsaku

35 Lotus Yogyakarta-Indonesia

"Do not repay anyone evil for evil." Romans 12:17

– a tighter restatement of my own earlier effort.

(Photo courtesy of Widodo Margotomo and Wikimedia Commons.)

Wednesday, 31 May 2023

WW: Japanese cherries

(This is the fruit of the Japanese cherry tree [Prunus spp.; Cerasus spp.], whose blossoms bring world-famous glowing colour to the north and south Pacific Rim in spring. Its fruit, on the other hand, is viewed as inedible; some authorities even insist it's poisonous.

It isn't. It just tastes bad.

The stiff, bitter flesh of Japanese cherries is indeed uninspired fresh fruit, to put it mildly, but they still have the vibrant colour and heady fragrance of their more palatable cousins. Hence, cooked well and sugared judiciously, they can yield a cranberry-like jelly that's not at all objectionable.

Here I've gleaned about 3 cups of them from a local tree; I plan to simmer them in cider to impart to it their colour and perfume, much as sorbs – a similar fruit – are sometimes used. Afterward, I'll probably make kvass from the cider.)


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Thursday, 25 May 2023

Wednesday, 10 May 2023

WW: English daisy

(Charming harbinger of spring, tiny four-inch version of the oxeye and a native of Europe, Bellis perennis invades fields and some lawns on the North Coast this time of year.)

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