Another Great Bog Adventure, Part I: More Squishy Bits

The plant nerds are at it again.  I thought we were done with all the mud and mosquitoes of the bog, but it no!  They want to see what the “fall flora” looks like, especially since it has been a wettish summer.  Sigyn is eager to go, and I will admit that am all for walks that do not include certain blond goody-goodies in too much spandex.

So here we are again!  It may look like a pretty little pond, but I promise you, the edges are QUITE squishy.


Sigyn, I know you want to look at all the plants, but please be careful.  Remember that even the shallow bits are several Sigyns deep.

As before, another botanist is concentrating on the grasses, rushes, and sedges while the human female is focusing on all the showy-flowered items.  This one certainly qualifies and there is a LOT of it.


The human female says it is called, “meadowbeauty.”  Why not “bogbeauty?”  Honestly, mortals are so bad a naming things!  Sigyn likes the curly yellow bits on this one, which has prompted this exchange between the human female and myself:  “You, human: what are those things?”  “Anthers.”  “Yes, please answer the question.”  “Anthers.”  “Yes, I would like some.  What. Are. The. Yellow. Bits?”  “Anthers.”  ARRRRRGGGH!!!  She really needs to quit being such a pain and to get that lisp taken care of.

Not everything showy is colorful. The human female’s attention has been caught by something “spikey-bottlebrushy” and green near some bushes up ahead.  Odin’s eyepatch!  Now she’s screeching for everyone else to come see.  What the–

Oh.  Oh, look, Sigyn–it’s orchids.


I approve of this orchid!  The little green spiders please me.  Sigyn seems smitten as well.  But ick–my boots are becoming terribly muddy, as are several of the botanists whose balance is less than perfect and who have sat down or fallen in.  Give the orchid one last hug, sweetie, and let’s go explore the dry margins of the bog before we too get a soaking.

The human is rattling off names at a furious pace:  sunflower, doveweed, beebalm, partridge pea…  What is this little one?


Buttonweed?  Whoever saw square pointy buttons?  The human female says it is related to the bluets we enjoyed in the spring.  I guess I can see the resemblance.

We should not neglect the shrubbery, either.  Human, go get a sample of that one right there.

Ehehehehehee!  Listen to her curse and look at her run!  She’s clutching her hand and glaring daggers at me, but I swear I didn’t know the fool thing was home to a bunch of hornets.  It’s just a happy little lagniappe to round out a good morning of botanizing.

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The Great Bog Adventure, Part I: The Squishy Bits

The human female is meeting some friends to go “bog-trotting.” Really?  That’s a thing?  Most people are smart enough to stay out of places that will give you hoof-rot.  Perhaps there’s some appeal to mud, decaying organic matter, and mosquitoes that escapes me, but I doubt it.  Still, Sigyn is eager to go, so I must perforce attend, just to make sure the human female doesn’t abandon her in the muck or something.

Here we are.  I will admit, it’s an interesting looking place.  At first glance, it looks like any other stock pond in this realm, until you notice that there is a lot of standing water around the edges.  The scientific term for this wet margin is The Squishy Bits.

Sigyn, if you are interested in aquatic plants, this is definitely a good place.  Take this rush, for example.


I think I could actually learn to like this plant.  The stems are good and pointy, so that when the human female bends over to look at something tiny, she has a better than even chance of stabbing herself in the eye.

This plant is of the non-stabby variety. Sigyn, you and I have seen violets in the woods before, but apparently this one likes wet feet.


Speaking of wet feet, you did remember to wear your rubber boots, didn’t you?

Oh, oh!  Look over here!  The human female says these little plants are carnivorous!


Be careful not to become stuck on the glisteny, tendril-like hairs.  A sticky Sigyn would not be a happy Sigyn.


Such neat little plants.  However, as I have opined before, they have one serious flaw:  They are just too tiny to trap and digest the human female

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