Last year the human female’s bad trotters kept her off the outcrop that’s home to the rare plant she studies. But this year, things are a bit better, and we finally have a bit of a break in the rain, so we’re off to see if the Agalinis is blooming this year.
It’s a nice day for a drive. I can’t wait to get there, because after being cooped up indoors with the human female for ever because of the rain, it’s just more torture to be cooped up in the car with her for another forty minutes!
The landowners aren’t home today, so we’ll have to park on the roadside at the base of the outcrop, walk down to it, and then climb up. Do you have your sturdy shoes, Sigyn? I would hate for you to turn your pretty ankle.
Opposite the base of the outcrop is a fence full of yellow camphorweed.
It smells good in the sun and is not too bad for dangling, though barbed wire and horns do not mix.
On the outcrop, the first thing that has caught my beloved’s eye is this dayflower. Electric blue really stands out against the greens and tawny browns of the grasses.
It appears to be a banner year for asters. There are purple ones and an entire galaxy of white ones.
The shining goldenrod is right where the human female left it last time she was here.
Perennials are so predictable.
And, yes! Yes, there it is! The Agalinis navasotensis is in bloom!
Now that we know it’s in flower, the human female and her colleague will need to get down to business and count* the plants carefully and mapping their positions with a GPS unit. (GPS is Midgardian shorthand for “Gotta Pinpoint Something”).
That sounds like work. I think I will leave it to them and just relax here on this moss tuffet.
The Rightful Ruler of Midgard does NOT do fieldwork.
* Not that I believe for a second that the human female will be of any use once she runs out of fingers…