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white blossoms, blue berries

i don’t know what to say about this photo except that i love the bell shape of these blueberry blossoms, and that I find myself thinking about all of the white blossoms that end up producing colored fruit: white blueberry blossoms, white raspberry blossoms, white blackberry blossoms, white thimbleberry blossoms, white cherry blossoms, white apple blossoms, white pear blossoms, white plum blossoms, white olive blossoms, white grape blossoms. Surely there is a reason for this. I await your wisdom.

blueberry blossoms

from my yard, saint paul, minnesota

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  1. margie says:

    i think that in the ultra violet spectrum they are not so simple and white after all. Attracting pollinators is all that counts

  2. Carol Sommers says:

    I think the blossoms are saving all of their energy to burst forth into gorgeous color in their middle age so as to be attractive to us. Would you rather bite into a big red juicy apple or a white one? Just my poetic answer, not scientific at all

  3. Erin says:

    “White” is in the eye of the beholder. Agree with Margie – it has everything to do with who you want to attract. The flowers need to be pollinated, not eaten. Being too colorful within our visible light spectrum might send the wrong message (“EAT ME”). And in the UV spectrum, I bet the bees see a very different flower.

  4. Erica says:

    I have a soft spot for the bell shaped flowers and leathery leaves of the Ericacaea family. Not many of them taste as good as vaccinium, though.

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let me say what any wild asparagus hunter already knows. spring is lousy with bullet shaped single green stalks poking up out of the ground. i can’t tell you how many times my heart raced over what turned out to be horsetail, or cattail, or sapling, or blade of grass. this unfurling false solomon’s seal was doubly false. it was also a false alarm. and instead of asparagus omelet for lunch, we just had omelet.

false solomon’s seal bud

sucker lake regional trail, saint paul, minnesota

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spring fall

we think of fall as the time when all the green of summer turns color and falls to the ground. here is a little reminder that each spring there is a less visible fall. when the spores of ferns and mosses and mushrooms drop like microscopic patatroopers drifting with the wind, under orders to conquer and colonize the countries where they land.

fern spores

from my yard, saint paul, minnesota

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well hello to you too!

my spring walks are mostly solitary, although i have patches of secret fan clubs, where the green hands of meadow rue wave to me as i pass. i always try to wave back.

meadow rue leaves

sucker lake regional trail, saint paul, minnesota

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is there any way to confuse what’s going on with these box elder seed pods with anything other than procreation?

boxelder seeds in may

sucker lake regional trail, saint paul, minnesota

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  1. Carol Sommers says:

    Luscious, luscious luscious.

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we haven’t hosted a party in over a year, and suddenly we are going to be party hosts two weekends in a row. last weekend it was the wine tasting for our french friends, which was lovely but exhausting. this next weekend we are hosting the after prom party, which should be unlovely and exhausting. i have just been informed that it will begin, not end but begin, at midnight, and that parental circulation among the revelers will be tolerated but discouraged. meanwhile we will be responsible for twenty hormonal high schoolers, and answerable to their parents. i’m officially ready to resume my daily walk with one single neurotic dog for company.

a handful of my front yard: lily, fern, virginia creeper, hosta, clover, daffodil

saint paul, minnesota

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  1. Carol Sommers says:

    Goog God !!! You are brave!!!

  2. been there … force be with you! : )

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all this elm does all day is drink, absorb nutrients, and spill its seed. must be a male of the species.

elm limb loaded with seeds

rice creek regional trail, saint paul,  minnesota

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  1. Tanya says:

    I begin each of my work days with a deep breath and a trip to Still…you never cease to amaze me and you always bring a smile or laugh to my day. Thank you for all that you do…a big fan from Canada

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To everything, turn, turn, turn. There is a season, turn, turn, turn…

i don’t remember pete seeger or the byrds singing about “a time for ticks,”  and i doubt that ticks made much of an appearance in the book of ecclesiastes, but in minnesota, there is a time to be born, a time to die. a time to plant, a time to reap. a time to laugh, and a time to pull ticks from the dog. this is that season. turn, turn turn.

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rice creek regional trail, saint paul, minnesota

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last wednesday it had felt as if the wine tasting we were planning for saturday night was slowly falling to pieces. the city of minneapolis was being difficult. the gallery was beginning to feel like too fragile a venue. too many people were proposing to show up. there was no way to chill all the wine. but then the winemaker arrived from béziers via new york, and the franglais flowed easily all weekend. we found the perfect spot for jon wipfli’s (@theminnesotaspoon) oyster table. my mom, my daughter, and my best friend stepped in as amateur caterers to replace the professional who couldn’t fit saturday into her schedule. véronique wantz’s gallery was warm and beautiful. and the wines, as we knew in our hearts they would, ended up speaking for themselves. all the disparate elements of the evening coalesced into a convivial and harmonious whole. in celebration, i tasted too much wine with too little food and was festively sick on the way home.

spring specimens: fern, crab apple, balsam, bleeding heart, daylily, hosta

saint paul, minnesota

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  1. Ellen says:

    Spring. Perfect.

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apparently feeling it his duty to shatter, singlehandedly, the cliche of the slow turtle, this guy rocketed out of the frame about  a dozen times before i could get him to pause in stereotypically turtle-ish contemplation. a more honest photo would have shown a turtle-blur, but i was too hooked on capturing that slice of orange, orange belly plate.

western painted turtle

turtle lake, saint paul, minnesota

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  1. Carol Sommers says:

    I love him/her. The details you captured are wonderful.!!!

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