geopsych
There comes a point, where the only intelligent thing to do is to listen to the bird singing in the tree.

- parkstepp

(via parkstepp)

In the woods.

In the woods.

This morning the clouds kept trying to make Kelvin-Helmholtz formations. I saw all of these patterns in different parts of the sky over a short period of time.

The Lenape Nation, the group mentioned near the end of this article about an exhibit at the Penn Museum, is the group for whom I volunteer as secretary. Next month they have a canoe River Journey down the Delaware River, starting August 2nd, including treaty signings with groups and individuals, because signing treaties with government didn’t work out so well. Events along the way are listed at that second link, and if you live close enough, I highly recommend attending one.

I have been trying to get better pictures of these in bloom, but I give up. I winter these two indoors and take them out in spring.

Carissa macrocarpa or natal plum. These flowers have an incredibly sweet scent and sometimes the plant forms actual plums.

Serissa foetida ‘Flore Pleno’, a plant more usually used for bonsai, it has tiny double flowers like roses, with no scent. Also known as Japanese boxthorn, snowrose, or tree of a thousand stars.

I bought them both very tiny many years ago at Ott’s Exotic Plants.

For those who just like a picture with a whole lot of flowers in it. Here ya go.

For those who just like a picture with a whole lot of flowers in it. Here ya go.

Hosta June and its cousin Blue Cadet are starting to show a little bud. And the first of the great lobelias is starting to flower. Another day and the cardinal flower will join it.

Out back, edge of the patio.

Out back, edge of the patio.

Great spot for the butterflies. The daisy fleabane is almost done, but the knapweed is filling the clearing up with lavender.

Great spot for the butterflies. The daisy fleabane is almost done, but the knapweed is filling the clearing up with lavender.

Fairy candles, as they’re sometimes called—another picture of the cohosh, because it’s like something out of A Midsummer Night’s Dream. 

Fairy candles, as they’re sometimes called—another picture of the cohosh, because it’s like something out of A Midsummer Night’s Dream