Mystery Flora: Amongst the Lilies Fair

Thee wanted lilies, and lilies thee shall have. But first, a singsong wot has got lilies in it.

Some of you may recognize that as a poem by Saint John of the Cross, “Dark Night of the Soul.” Before I knew that, I thought it was about a woman sneaking out of the house for a tryst with her lover. Then it turns out it was written by some dude, ostensibly about God, and begin to wonder if the supposedly religious nature of the poem is covering up for something forbidden.

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Mystery Flora: Amongst the Lilies Fair
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Franklin Falls Prelim Report: In Which Important Things Are Realized

Our story begins the night before the trip, as I was trying and failing to find anything on the geology of Franklin Falls, and cogitating about what I remembered seeing there oh so long ago. I’ve had a few samples sitting on a side table for years, and occasionally, I’d take them out and turn them over in my fingers and ponder. They seemed sedimentary, but also volcanic. They might have been sandstone and slate, only they were super-hard, and made strange sounds. I went round and round with them. Andesite? Bizarre basalt? Whut? Continue reading “Franklin Falls Prelim Report: In Which Important Things Are Realized”

Franklin Falls Prelim Report: In Which Important Things Are Realized

Ridiculous Roosters, a Flying Buttress Tree, and a UFD at Last

We haven’t had enough mysteries lately, have we? No UFDs, no Mystery Flora, no Bodacious Botany, no Cryptopods… I’ll have to try to make it up to you. But I’m going to – ah ha ha – sort of duck out of it. But seriously, folks, I did see a bit of an odd duck, so hopefully you’ll enjoy figuring it out.

But let’s stop from the top. B and I went rambling round the area after running errands, and ended up at North Creek Park for a bit of an easy walk before lunch. We tried to catch sight of a garter snake, but all we saw were lots of snake arses disappearing into the undergrowth. Silly snakes. Still. I got a sweet bee, which shall be added to the Sweet Bee collection I’m working on for ye. And I got a very bodacious butterfly (sorry for stealing your word, botany!), which was kind enough to stay absolutely still while I photographed it, so we’ll have it as a Cryptopod soon. Seriously, it was very patient. It never did open its wings, but I know it was alive because it turned and gave us a slightly different angle before we left. Both very nice. But neither of our jaws dropped until we were back at the main picnic area on the slope above the wetland, taking the long way round to the car, and encountered a tree so huge it had grown itself some flying buttresses.
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Ridiculous Roosters, a Flying Buttress Tree, and a UFD at Last