A Wee Anniversary Trip

Sigyn and I marked our anniversary on March 28, but since the snow delayed the spring wildflowers by about two weeks, we waited until now to go out and celebrate. I nagged the humans into taking us down to Old Baylor in Independence.

There are some picturesque ruins, if one likes that sort of thing. Midgardian history bores me, though. It only got interesting after “I” showed up.

I was much more impressed by the venerable live oaks.

Which are very good for dangling, if a bit too pollen-y for my taste. I’m going to have to wash my cloak when we get home, I just know it.

Old Baylor is one of the best places to look for bluehats in these parts, and even though it has been a bit too dry, they don’t disappoint.

Where did Sigyn go?

The Indian Paintbrush is making a showing as well.

Hee hee hee! I’m hiding!

There are lots of other things here. The human female says this one is something called a “Fringed Puccoon.”

I still maintain she just makes this stuff up.

More yellow something:

Tetraneuris? More like “Tetra-nerdis”. Enough with the Latin–what’s the non-slanty common name? Did you say, “Nerve ray?”

Sorry I asked.

Sniff, sniff. I smell–onions?

Even though Sigyn’s favorite color is red, she still tends to gravitate toward the blue and purple flowers.

That one’s “Baby Blue Eyes.” Ridiculous name.

And that’s some not-very-in-focus Skullcap. I don’t see what part of it looks like a skullcap. That’s it. Humans should not be allowed to name things anymore. From now on, I will do the honors.

Behold, Sigyn and some…

Star-leaved Cobalt Puffs.

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I Don’t See Mint *OR* A Spring, Part II: Some Viney Things, Some Goopy Things, and … Stuff

There aren’t just little sand-lovers here.  There are some good vines for climbing and swinging.

The Alabama supplejack (who names this stuff?!  Whoever it is has been imbibing/sniffing/snorting something!)  has smooth bark and pretty leaves.


It’s also called “rattan vine,” which is profoundly misleading, since it has absolutely nothing to do with splintery patio furniture.   The little green flowers on this vine aren’t very showy.

No, for showy, you need this one–coral honeysuckle:


Three guesses why Sigyn likes it so much.  We have met this plant before, when Sigyn proved conclusively that sometimes the red flowers are orange inside.  Today she seems content just to dangle.  I don’t blame her.  It is spring, after all.

Coral honeysuckle is native, well-behaved, and attractive to hummingbirds.  (Sigyn would like to pet a hummingbird.  I keep trying to tell her they’re vicious, stabby little beggars, but she doesn’t believe me.)

I, on the other hand, prefer the exotic Japanese honeysuckle.


It has weird one-sided flowers that open out of crooked buds.  It’s highly aggressive, choking out anything that crosses its path.  The human female is allergic to its nectar, and she once spent all night barfing after sampling just a few flowers’ worth.

I plan to plant a dozen or so in her backyard.

Sigyn, what have you got over there?

Idunn’s little green apples, what on earth are those?


Let’s see:  five sepals, five weird green petals, five purple

Five purple what?  And what is that tall bit in the center of each blossom?  And what’s with the goopy, milky sap?  Sigyn, I think you should get down from there–I’m not sure this one is actually from this planet.  There’s no telling where it’s been!

Or what who it might have for dinner.

Whew!  I’m sure this plant is much safer.  Sigyn, let the human female boost you up so that you can smell the flowers.  What’s that?  Sweet, but a little onion-y?  I wonder why?


Sigyn’s not really interested in digging one up to see if they really are onions.  She just likes the way they come in every shade from white to purple.

Ooo!  Be careful of this next one!  It has spiky, spiny foliage and the enormous flower head is crawling with bees!


Upon closer observation, however, I can see that those aren’t bees but big, bumbling beetles just gorging themselves on pollen!

Speaking of gorging, I do believe it is dinner time!  Let’s head for home and see what we can rustle up.  We can always come back another day.

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A Dash to the Outcrop, Part I: Old Friends (Sigyn speaks)

The humans are on their way to the Big City to the South.  Fortunately, the outcrop that the human female and I love so much is on the way, more or less.  We are making a quick stop to see the effects of last year’s controlled burn.

The last time we saw this place, it was on fire.


It looks very good!  There is a lot of new vegetation coming up, including this ground plum (which the human female says is not a plum at all.  Common names will get you into trouble every time.)  It is a true prairie plant, and the fact that it’s here and happy is a good sign.  She says she only sees it in good years.  It will make a big, round legume fruit.


The bluebonnets are back!   This is a different kind than the sort on the roadsides.  This one likes sand rather than clay.


The big yellow flowers and round fruit in this photo belong to bladderpod. The trifoliolate leaves belong to bur clover.


Some botanists say that the bladderpod should be Physaria rather than Lesquerella.  “Lesquerella” is more fun to say!

Loki likes the spiderwort.  Usually, they are blue, but the ones here are more purple.


Wild onions!  They are everywhere!  And do you see the little green bug?


Really, it is hard to walk without stepping on something in flower.  It is a very good year!

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