After a string of miserably warm and humid mornings on which NO ONE, myself least of all, wanted to get up and go for a walk that would have left the humans sweating* before we reached the end of the front walk, we have been graced by a slightly cooler dawn, so we are seizing the opportunity to get a little exercise.
We are making a short detour from the mile loop the humans call “The Long Block” and are exploring a little side street where the houses are still under construction. Be careful, Sigyn! There could be nails and bits of glass and broken masonry!
Odin’s eyepatch! The side-yard-to-be is a veritable jungle of foliage and bloomery!
Most noticeable is something the human female says is called Johnsongrass. It’s good for a dangle.
See if you can shake some of that grass pollen over the human female. She’s allergic and it’s fun to watch her eyes swell up.
There are sunflowers, though not so many nor so tall as the ones at the house.
(The ones at the house are particularly hulking this year, and I took great pains to make sure they came up so close to the driveway that the human female has to choose between thrashing her way through them and becoming covered in pollen and chaffy bits or climbing in through the passenger side. It never gets old.)
The black-eyed Susans are similar, but much more nearly Sigyn-sized.
Hmm. Red, yellow, brown… Look, my love, they’re Sigyn-colored too!
As you might expect in a weedy patch, there are thistles.
Sigyn says the flower heads remind her of fireworks. I suppose I can see that.
Let’s see what else is here. False dandelion..
More yellow. This one’s partridge pea.
The human female says it used to bloom in late summer and early fall, but now it blooms beginning in June. I am so weary of her whining about climate change. Would you like me to call down Fimbulwinter, mortal? Is that what you want? Keep complaining and I just might.
Ehehehe! Sigyn has discovered that partridge peas are a little too bendy to be good for dangles.
But if I do a little spell that will hold the stem, they do just fine.
Ah. Evening primroses. Like the kind that were in the lawn at home.
Sigyn and the human female are very excited. Apparently there are some more unusual plants here too.
Yellow puff is a funny bean with poofy yellow flower clusters and leaves that close up if you touch them.
Look, Sigyn, there it goes! Do another one! Do another one!
These white flowers belong to a sweet clover that should have finished flowering months ago.
That’s Texas vervain (lavender) down below.
The little dark fruits don’t look like legumes, but technically, they are.
The human female has identified this scruffy, not-very-showy plant as goosefoot.
If I ever had a good with feet shaped like those leaves, I would take him to a veterinary podiatrist.
The plants are getting smaller and smaller. This is my beloved in a patch of new western ragweed plants.
And the little thread-leaved thing on the left enjoys the completely ridiculous moniker of slim-lobe celery.
This one little lot is quite the botanical bonanza. I’m sure whatever the builder and eventual tenants plant won’t be half as interesting.
*I don’t sweat. Frost Giants just don’t, but heat does tend to make us testy. Sigyn definitely doesn’t sweat. Her hair may get just the teensiest bit frizzy in hot, humid weather, but otherwise she remains gorgeous and cheerful. Seriously. She is perfect.