Nothing funny about feldspar

I haven’t got any idea what this plant is. It’s one of the ones we moved from Plagioclase’s mother’s garden. Given its seemingly random appearance in the bed, I’m guessing it’s Noxious Weedkin.

But it sure is cool looking, isn’t it?

For the last installment, another reason my more fastidious neighbors hate my guts. But aren’t they beautiful?

I hope you enjoyed this little trip around my yard. I liked making it. There will be others later in the season, I hope — lots of daylilies and thistles and I might even get to the back and photograph the spurge. Then there’s the clover and the chives and the Joe Pye Weed and the roses and the …

Some of the other refugees from Plagioclase’s mother’s yard are these two lilac bushes, one your basic purple or “lilac” color, and one white. I can’t tell the difference in the smell, though supposedly some people can.

And much to Plagoclase’s mother’s surprise, lilacs do not give me a headache (or the sniffles — but that I mainly get from pine pollen and ragweed).

I wanted to get the flowers from both in one picture, since they’re right next to each other. There must be some flowerly competition going on that prohibits those other flowers from being anywhere near my own (me being a lilac bush).

Unlike all of the other pictures in this series, this one has been cropped and the levels adjusted (the others were only adjusted for size).

This is the mourning dove I was talking about the other day, nesting in the ugly maple. I was able to get within a few feet of the trunk of the tree, so I should be able to get pictures of any babies that might show up.

Shade gone forever
Biting alien murder
Ashes once was ash.

However, since the ash no longer has any leaves (where normally at this time it would would be densly covered), I can now watch sparrow sex. I’d rather have the shade. This sunlight makes it hard to type and post.