Take a look at what’s blooming today.
Black-Eyed SusanRose of Sharon
CoxcombVerbena
To entertain, amuse, and edify.
Take a look at what’s blooming today.
Black-Eyed SusanRose of Sharon
CoxcombVerbena
After a walk in the deep hardwood forest its a treat to just sit and BE with the flowers.We leave a chair near a field circle in the meadow, a great place to settle in.
I have been watering this small patch of mainly zinnias which are thriving.
They are like Joseph’s coat.
and on the edges there are Tatarian Asters which draw in butterflies great and small.
How long can you sit and just BE until you move on to the command of your inner voice to DO something else.
Almost every day I walk through my neighbors woods. Its a hardwood forest.This is what the trees are producing today.
This is a walnut. The squirrels love them. Sometimes it sounds like a thump beat as they fall.
My neighbor has a grove of persimmons which are also dropping in great abundance.Below is what the persimmon seeds look like, when squashed by a car or eaten by a coyote.
On several areas of the walk there are many hickory nuts.
And finally a longtime favorite - acorns from the mighty oak. I still imagine the miniature figures of the Teeny Weenies comic strip wearing the acorn as a hat.
Well here we are back after a brief sabbatical. Globe amaranth (Gomphrena globosa) is in the
Amaranthaceae family. These have been blooming for more than two months.
Within the flower heads, the true flowers are small and inconspicuous.
Who doesn’t love small purple balls. I collect the dried flowerheads after the frost and replant in the spring.
This material is from Katies Post. Queen Elizabeth's committal service was at St.Georges Chapel Windsor and was on the BBC.
The Service was impressive - ending with:
"Into your hands, O merciful Savior, we commend your servant Elizabeth. Acknowledge,
we humbly beseech you, a sheep of your own fold, alamb of your own flock, a sinner of
your own redeeming.Receive her into the arms of your mercy,into the blessed rest of
everlasting peace, and into the glorious company of the saints of light. Amen"
Walking around the lake we always come upon wildflowers.This is King’s Crown (Rhodiola integrifolia) which is a stonecrop.
Purple stem angelica (Angelica atropurpurea)
Jan and I drove over Trail Ridge road to Lake Irene which is on the right beyond the Milner Pass parking lot.
For our final adventure Gordon took us (Blake, Will and Muns) on the Camp Dick 4 WD road.Gordon and I had done this trip several yers ago. The Camp Dick turnoff is opposite Pleasant Valley on the Peak to Peak highway. Camp Dick is a National Forest Campground. Its trails are popular because you can take your dogs along.The road starts at the Camp Dick trailhead and parallels the Buchanan Pass hiking trail with a beautiful stream, the Middle St, Vrain River, in between. Gordon and I were in his ’89Range rover and the boys and Muns (Dave Monroe, who is Gordon’s High School friend and hockey teammate on the Kirkwood Pioneers) were in Daves new Jeep. Here is the Range Rover at the trailhead.
Afte adjusting the air pressure in the tires down to 22 we accessed the start of the road which is made extra difficult to keep out the two wheel drive cars and trucks.
To make it passable some small and medium sized rocks were moved to create several mini ramps. A new found friend who was also about to start gave us a hand.
Then with Blake as the spotter of the day Gordon led the way through.
Followed by Dave.
The road was entirely different than the last time Gordon and I were here. It was much more difficult and chaotic. The saving grace was that by airing down , this time the ride was much smoother so I was much less twisted than the last time. There were very few easy stretches - always a huge boulder threatening our differential. Blake was a truly expert spotter getting us through impossible stretches.
The Middle St. Vrain River was ever present to our right.
And the frequent ponds on the road made it interesting.
On our previous Camp Dick trip Gordon and I met some ingenious 4WD guys from Omaha. They have become famous for introducing us to what they called “The Game Changer”. They had a RoadPro portable oven which cooked their lunch while they were navigating the rocky road. I bought Gordon one that Christmas and he has gifted most of his adventurous friends.So as we got to our lunch spot we unveiled the Game changer. It plugs into the cigarette lighter and had been cooking our lunch of brats and hot sausage all morning. It maintains a temp of 300 degrees.
A hot lunch was ready.
Relaxing with our lunch beside the stream we were at the top of our game.
Gordon surprised us with a gourmet treat for dessert: a Milky Way.
After our sumptuous repast we were ready for the more difficult part of the road. There was a fork in the road and as Yogi Berra has suggested, “We took it”.The road got narrower and steeper and of course it started to sprinkle.
We arrived at the 'major obstruction' remembered from our last trip as a ‘graveyard’. This had taken us the better part of an hour and a half to get through for various reasons the last time. We got stuck in one spot for twenty minutes where someone finally helped us out by strategically placing one stone the size of a softball which allowed us to go through.
After some hairy spots we came to the Reservoir at the bottom and pressured back up. Still it was easier than a few years ago. Great fun with my boys.Unbelievably the road got worse on the way down to the exit at Peak to Peak Highway.