Tuesday Photo Tour

Some sort of a perennial allium--maybe a bunching onion.

I found it keeping company with the peonies.

The garlic which Mr. Rogers planted here.

J.'s morning haul.

I have been noticing butterfly weed [asclepias] on many roadsides.  Sometimes there is a bright yellow variant. In my Vermont garden I tried to start this from seed, even bought a plant which promptly expired.

There are two clumps in the pasture near the house.  I'm debating whether to move one to the flower border.

This was a lucky shot of the swallowtail--just happened to click the shutter when its beautiful wings were spread.

There were clouds of these small yellow butterflies hovering on the brilliant flowers.

Butterfly weed still in tight bud.

I beleive this is Joe Pye weed just coming into bloom.

One of the clove pinks grown from seed in the shady strip near the garage.

Buds on the trumpet vine.  I'm learning that in this climate trumpet vine is most exuberant.  It has clambered into the crab apple tree and new shoots evade the lawn mower to grow in strange places.

This seems to be a self-seeding morning glory which is wrapped about the tall New England asters--perhaps called Michaelmas daisies in the UK [?]

These asters were roadside flowers of autumn in New England.  There they begin to bloom in late August.

I'm wondering what we will have for flowers here in autumn since the season is so advanced.

This butterfly whizzed through the air to land on my upper arm.  Very tickly, prickly tiny feet. [Skin is not really pretty in macro mode!]

I managed to remove the butterfly and place it gently on the trumpet vine.  It wasn't really lively and the colors seemed dull.

I plant we couldn't identify earlier in the season turns out to be poke weed, known here as "poke sallet."  I'm told the leaves when young can be gently steamed and eaten.

It is one "wild edible" which J's Mom didn't serve up with salt, pepper and vinegar.

It is very invasive, choking a hibiscus by the front porch and popping up where it doesn't need to be. 

I intend to declare war on it.

Fleabane.

The seed pod of the magnolia.

I didn't notice til I loaded this photo that there are beady reflections of light.

[Maybe dust on the camera lens as I was shooting into the slanting sun.]

"Gum balls" developing on the sweet gum tree.

The Hansa rose planted in early June is setting some buds.

J's pride--his row of corn--and his photo.

Thank you to Bovey Belle for identifying this wildflower from my last post.

Common centaury.

My wildflower book [an old one specifically for the northeast US] didn't show it, but with BB's suggestion I googled the plant and compared it to the one here.

This is one of the joys of blogging--faraway friends who supply names of birds, flowers, butterflies.