Pigeon is waiting for the birds to use the suet feeder above her. I think she is in for a very long wait.
Every year, my one white trillium turns pink, right before it dies. As you can see, this Trillium is about finished for the year and the Lilies of the Valley are now in bloom.
Here is a close up of my “pink” Trillium
The word trillium means three in Latin.
OK, so how do I justify this one? Well, he may as well be the weirdest object in our house. According to Ben, when he took this photo Rikki was completely still. How many cats do you know that like to lay on their backs, with their belly (their most vulnerable part) exposed?
Forget-me nots are actually wildflowers. I also inherited these from my house’s previous owner. My garden snail came from a trip to Ellicott city last summer, and is a memory of a visit with my good friend Margaret ! Here is a little history of Forget-me-nots courtesy of Wikapedia:
“In the 15th century Germany, it was supposed that the wearers of the flower would not be forgotten by their lovers. Legend has it that in medieval times, a knight and his lady were walking along the side of a river. He picked a posy of flowers, but because of the weight of his armour he fell into the river. As he was drowning he threw the posy to his loved one and shouted “Forget-me-not”. This is a flower connected with romance and tragic fate. It was often worn by ladies as a sign of faithfulness and enduring love.”
I was poking around the neighborhood garden center today and I bought myself a tiny $3.00 container of Hens and Chicks. This is an old fashioned perennial and a succulent. Succulents store water in their leaves, stems and roots, which make them drought tolerant. The Latin name Sempervivum tectorum means “Always lives on Roofs”. In olden times, Europeans would plant them on their thatched roofs for protection against fires caused by lightening. The cute English name is a bit more straight forward. The Hens are considered the main plant and the chicks are the babies.
We were in Toledo to see Ben graduate from college, (yay Ben!) We were driving down the road when Chris pointed out the problem with this sign. Can you Find it?
My weird object this week is under the sheets of my bed. This happens quite often. Especially when it’s time to make the bed or change the sheets. Ben is graduating this weekend so I apologize for not commenting for those of you who are evening or afternoon posters!