Found this pretty thing in the backyard today, a Great Spangled Fritillary. One of my favorite things about my backyard is seeing things doing what they are supposed to be doing, whether it is birds nesting or chomping on apples or eating worms or bees bouncing from flower to flower or maggots growing in the compost pail or, of course, butterflies flouncing around, etc. It’s just nice seeing order in the disorder, everything doing what they are sposed to be doing.
Query, from commentor Scuffletuffle:
Looking to id this lovely fungus my buddy found on the bike trail in Amherst MA.
Any ideas from the BJ hive mind?
And a round of restfulness from Delphinium:
There is a pretty little park in my neighborhood that always has a lovely array of flowers in the summer and fall. Whenever my own gardens are looking less than stellar, it is nice to be able to walk around here and enjoy the scenery.
A valediction from master landscaper and commentor Japa21:
This is a bittersweet post. I have shared our yard, garden and birds with you jackals a few times over the past several years. This will be the last time I will be doing this as, after 38 years we have finally made the decision to move. The house is too big and the work to maintain the yard and garden is getting to be too much for these old bones. So one final tour.
This little corner is one of Mrs. Japa’s favorite spots. (the other is sitting with me). From here she has a direct line of sight to the hummingbird feeder and a goodly portion of the yard. This bit of peacefulness is just one of the many things that will be missed.
In some respects, it almost seems like much of the garden knows we’re leaving and put on a special show this year. Our Rose of Sharon and hydrangea (which rarely bloomed at all until last year) were spectacular this year.
I love how the hydrangea changes colors towards the end of the summer.
Our star lilies seemed larger than ever.
After years of pruning and waiting, we finally are going to have an apple crop here at home crap home. Are they the prettiest apples? No. Am I having to pick them a couple at a time as the birds start to get at them, yes. But they’re real, they aren’t loaded with chemicals or coated in wax, and they taste delicious.
I wonder how many people realize this is what apples look like when you grow them yourself on a tree that provides shade and home for birbs and whatnot. The ones you see in a store all come from carefully manicured orchards, and hell, out of every apple you see in the store prolly 3 are discarded for other commercial uses because they are ugly.
From intrepid New Yorker and master photographer Ema:
Cellphone | June, July, August 2022
Late summer in Tennessee means the gardens are getting somewhat shaggy. It also means the butterflies are out in force and the goldfinches are waiting in the wings for the seeds to ripen.
Ten years ago the deer population forced me to give up vegetable gardening. (Thankfully, there are lots of intrepid folks who supply our local producers’ market!)
That one Tithonia makes the butterflies very happy.
I spent the night watching multiple time lapse videos of various squash and melons growing (BECAUSE OF COURSE I FUCKING DID) and the verdict on the PTBNL (plant to be named later) is spaghetti squash.
Also, alarmingly enough, there are a LOT of time lapse videos of vegetables growing which is both amazing and weird to know.