Nothing really special to say in the post today. The flower above is growing nicely in the pecan plantation. Until the grass is established and crowds out flowers like these, I don’t mind having them around.
It’s a Helianthus, I’m pretty sure. It might be hirsutus or strumosis, which I’ve read are commonly mistaken for each other. But I’m no botanist. A good identification could be made by keying a specimen, but I don’t even know what that means, much less how it would be done.
So, instead, I wander through the pecan field and just enjoy the flowers as they are.
One year ago today I was posting about another wild, unknown flower. Several kind commentors, who are more knowledgeable than I, suggested that one might be ironweed.
My Akismet comment spam blocker has now successfully held off the assault of nearly 150,000 bits o’junk. The pace had dropped off to only a few hundred a day, so I’m hoping the spammers (or their bots) are losing interest in me.
You still have a few days left to make a submission to the third edition of the Festival of the Trees. This time around, Bev at Burning Silo will be the host. Surf on over there and have a look at her most excellent blog, then send her a submission.
Also, don’t by shy. If you’d like to host an upcoming edition of the Festival, there is a place for you. Just let me know.
I’ve been having a good time reading the blog Roundtop Ruminations, coming from some place called Pennsylvania. You might enjoy it to, especially if you like reading about dogs, nature, solo cabin living, dogs, long walks in the woods, dogs, and ruminations in general.
Looks like a big storm got lost and traveled over Roundrock through the night. I suppose it will get chastized by its storm friends for going into the forbidden zone, but I don’t mind since maybe it will put a little more water into Lake Marguerite for the fish.
- Watch for unusual birds; most common in late summer or early fall.