The beauty of a flower, beyond our admiration, is its’ purpose to attract a pollinator with real or fault rewards, to move the pollen to ovaries of another plant
Whether the flower be simple or intricate.
Each plant species creating its’ own unique flower and seed
The wonder of a flower is that transformation from a flower to a seed
Each beautiful, yet so different in design
It is wonder how it all came about
The flower and seeds of a milkweed (Asclepias syriaca)
Many times when we think to landscape, we’re working with plants and trees that are of a certain size and not much thought is given to what they will grow to be. The maple trees that were planted in this court yard were small , maybe 10 ft. tall without much width.
But give them 10 years or more of growth, they start to become what a tree will be, large with a big spread and only will grow larger. Many of the other plants in the court yard started to decline for what once was a sunny location, now was pretty much shaded most of the time.
New homes were built on the hill (where this picture was taken from) and this was their view scape of the Great Bay, where the Lamprey river flows in.
There was much discussion about the problem and finally the trees were removed. New trees were installed, ones that would never get as big as the ones that were removed (could be no higher than the height of the roof) and the other plants that had survive had a better chance to thrive.
So the moral is when we are planting trees and some large shrubs is consider what they are going grow into rather than what size they are as you plant it. For in the long run are you going to lose a pleasant view as you look out your window?
Well it’s my 300th post, in the beginning, a little more than 2 years ago I would never have thought that I would do that many. I had once before posted some of my writings on another blog space, it just sort out there, somewhere. Yet at Word Press I have met some very interesting people who have very interesting life’s and are willing to share it. I have been to places I will never get to visit. Been given ideas and thoughts that I never would have thought of on my own.
So thank you, to all of you who have visited my blog, with likes and comments. I’m sorry for being really bad at replying, but life for me is one on the fly, with work and many volunteer commitments. So the time I do have I spend trying to keep up with all of you that I do follow which is about 600, all of your interesting thoughts, pictures and some humor along the way.
So I’ll just keep blowing bubbles, (do more posts that strike my fancy and hopefully you might find interesting,) like my friend the spittle bug. I have always been curious about how they make so many bubbles? How in their evolutionary history did one of these fellows think to blow bubbles as a means of hiding while it went about having a meal and why other spittle bugs figure it might be a good idea?
Many signs are just trying to sell you something, that you really don’t need or want.
But once in the while there is that helpful sign, as you travel down life’s road
Who knew that in less than a year after originally posting http://theantilandscaper.org/2013/11/10/helpful-sign/ , that a challenge would come up about signs
So forgive me for reusing
The subtle signs that change with each day
Beyond the green to yellow, orange and red
In a display before the winds and rain
That strip the colors on the horizon
To become a blanket over the earth
It is the subtle signs of change
And even death
The subtle signs of change
Life preparing to endure the harshness of winter
And the instinctual knowing
That spring and life will come again