Free At Last! Neener-neener-neener! Part II: It’s Tiny White Flower Day!

Great Frigga’s hairpins!  Is nothing the human female  photographed today in focus and properly exposed?  Maybe her eyes, like a mole’s, are still trying to adjust after being holed up for so long.

To make it worse, she’s trying to take photos of white things.  That’s always a hit-or-miss proposition.  Or, in her case, mostly miss.

This little bit of a thing is called polyprim.  Even when all a-bloom, it’s pretty inconspicuous.

Polypremum

There are tiny white flowers in there somewhere.  Sigyn thinks they’re “cute.” I think they’re out of focus.

I was excited for a moment there.  I thought the human female said this was a crouton plant, and I was going to come back later when the croutons are ripe and crunchy, but evidently I misheard.

Croton

It’s a croton.  Botanically interesting (I guess), but a lot less tasty on a salad.

Tiny white flowers on a bigger plant: boltonia

I can hear you thinking, “Those are big white flowers.  Bigger than Sigyn’s smiling face!”  But these are in the daisy family, blah, blah, so each “flower”  is actually a capitulum, blather, blather, plethora of very small individual flowers, yadda, yadda, receptacle, blah, phyllary,  yah, yah, yah.

My human female impression is improving daily.

You know it’s summer when the gaura starts flowering.  It’s tall and wandy and has very, very soft leaves.  Sigyn loves it.

gaura

The human female is annoyed by it, because all the local species of Gaura were quite happy being Gaura, but the Powers That Be decided that Gaura needed lumping into Oenothera so she has to unlearn something, which always makes her frowny.

Speaking of frowny:  I’m not crazy about the idea of dangling from barbed wire.  It seems like a bad idea to me.

Eupatorium

But it does afford Sigyn an up-close view of this late-flowering thoroughwort.  Snort!  No one calls it that.  It’s a big, weedy Eupatorium, is what it is.  The human female’s front flower bed is full of the stuff.  She let some go to flower one year and that’s all it took.  Hers is about seven feet tall and hasn’t flowered yet.  It’s all rangy and untidy and I’ll keep planting it because it “ruins the aesthetic.”

And finally, we have the little white flowers on this beautyberry.

callicarpa

Or maybe they’re very, very pale pink?  With the human female’s camera skills they might just be overexposed.

Are you done looking at flowers, my love?  The sun’s getting high and it is getting mighty warm out here.  What do you say we turn for home and retreat to our nice, air-conditioned abode.  It was quarantine, but it was a cool quarantine!

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