|bee in pansy|
Photo by J. Harrington
Meanwhile, I've discovered that watching the bees (not as large as bumblebees, but larger than honeybees) climb up into the columbine flowers is done more comfortably looking out from a downstairs window than looking up while lying prone in the garden. Probably another sign of old age and, maybe, some wisdom finally sinking in. The other thing I've learned from experience is that the breezes we're enjoying aren't conducive to getting in-focus photos of flowers while they're being blown about.
|lilac leaves way larger than mouse's ear|
Photo by J. Harrington
Looking at the dates on past year's pictures of hoary puccoon and columbine, I can be certain that specimens of each have bloomed in May and June. It appears that they may often precede but overlap with beardtongue (Penstemon grandiflorus). At least that's the way my photos tell the story. On the other hand, I'm starting to suspect I'm being too rigid with this "what blooms before what sequencing." It's not like the 25 Days of Advent, is it? I remember from my Massachusetts' days it was time to look for striped bass in Cape Cod Bay when lilac leaves were the size of a mouse's ear, or something like that. (I learned that a year when I was living somewhere with no lilac bushes handy.) It probably would do me some good to do a little more research on phenology folklore for Minnesota.
By Dean Young
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