Musings

Today’s peony stage: de-petaled. Except for the tiny flanges on the seed structures.

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Succession. Ecologists use the word with a somewhat different slant than the kinship angle of the Roy family television series.

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I’m calling this “PI harvest.” Some of the sprigs already had buds. Ick.

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At 6:50am, the sky had more light than color. The season is marching on.

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The Masters Golf hullabaloo is over, so I guess the azalea blooms can convert to vegetal detritus. The process is underway in our back garden, where we can watch the daily changes.

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Almost blown, I’d say, with the pink increasingly pale and the petals flopping. Yet still eye-catching.

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We’re in a hot-afternoon phase, and it’s rushing the peonies. This one was opening on the 10th, only five days ago. I think of how long long long peony blooms last in the UP, where it stays cooler.

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My weeding job has just become more difficult. I’m working on a plan to remove the above-ground PI, and will have to be careful with the soil…for the next FIVE years…since the oils that I’m allergic to will remain toxic for that long.

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I spotted The Moment when the dawn-pinks were raging, although I didn’t linger to discover if the sky would get brighter.

We got to watch the sign painters in action while waiting at a traffic light.

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Sure felt like a Sunday around here….

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