A week ago, I wrote about my discovery of the native plant Echinocystis lobata, the wild cucumber. This morning, the specimen I collected shared with me a little surprise. Though I had severed the fruit from the vine, it remained alive, developing as it ordinarily
Dad: Why did you take so long coming up the hill? Son: Oh, I was just looking at those pink plants by the road. Dad: Did you like the flowers? Son: They were OK, but I really like the seed pods. Do you know what
Angry and frustrated, I stepped outside today and spied this volunteer Lamb’s Ear on the way to a task. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to lean down and have a pet. Soft. Ah. Soft. Better.