these are the ones I liked from today. Top one is wild ginger (Asarum canadense), next is trout lily (Erythronium americanum) and last is giant blue cohosh (Caulophyllum giganteum). The cohosh is not the usual one around here, and it's really purple in about another week when it flowers. These are the photos I like, the ones that are more about shape and light, than identifying a plant.
1st May 2011, 04:08
We burned the prairie in High Park and it looks awful. This robin was really worried. I dug up part of my garden and divided plants for the native plant sale next weekend. I counted. I have about 300 plants to sell.
1st May 2011, 03:17
I don't do dishes unless I have to. Ramona and Oscar and I do things, like fool around, feed chipmunks and ride our bikes (not Ramona,yet).
1st May 2011, 03:08
The Children's Storefront opened today for the first time since the old one burned down. Everything is new because we lost it all in a fire Oct 09. This place is special. It saved my sanity as a mother years ago, and continues to do the same for new parents today. It opened today and that is because hundreds of people worked very hard. Sorry to report that no adults are allowed to borrow things from the dressup bins. Not even the Batman stuff.
8th Feb 2011, 05:22
an entire day of ikea. some people went crazy.
8th Feb 2011, 05:12
When the storefront burned down, we lost everything--treasured books, toys, all of it. While it was being rebuilt, we worked hard to find replacements, and once we could move in, we had to go get things stored all over Toronto.
8th Feb 2011, 04:53
and we now know all about regulations, city inspections, licenses, bureaucracy, and COLOUR. Old people think the phone calls Moscow.
8th Feb 2011, 04:39
This is a kickass butterfly. The Monarch. All of them east of the Rockies go to Michoacan in Mexico, for the winter. That's a long way from here. They stay until early March when they come home. The Monarch who comes back to my yard is not the one that left. It is the third generation of Monarch and just how did that little Monarch brain figure that one out? Not only do they go to Mexico, they hang out in the heart of drug cartel country, but they are just fine. Mostly they hang comatose on the pine trees until it's time to come home.