Late, late, late. Have to go rock climbing in a hurry this morning! And there was an SUV down below; makes me wonder if I’ll have company for the sunrise, and if that’s what their goal is, which trail they’re using.
Ivan’s been getting antsy this past week or so – he wants to get home. I don’t blame him; ‘home’ has a pull that means comfort, security, relaxation. And he’s quite a bit stronger. His healing chest is still giving him some trouble when he does too much, but he’s been getting around on his own without any severe twinges (once he started using the heart pillow to keep himself from using his arms too much). So it’s probably time. Though it won’t happen until his sister gets his sheets washed and his bed made – which kinda makes me wonder peripherally if she’s stalling until she reckons he’s healed enough to manage on his own.
I was accompanied up the climb by a bird serenading the morning. Whoever he is, he has a lovely voice. (Even if his singing was very distracting when a person’s trying to keep their mind on hand- and foot-holds!) Couldn’t spot him today, but I will eventually!
Never did see the owner of the SUV, but walking back after sunrise saw some lovely white flowers just starting to open. Based on the leaves and the couple of opening flowers, it’s probably Tall Thimbleweed (Anemone virginiana). They’re fairly widespread perennial, ranging from Maine to Louisiana to Wyoming and all across the southern part of Canada. It’s native to North America, a member of the buttercup family. It’s a furry-looking thing, with fine hairs on the flower, the stem, and the leaves. They usually bloom from May to August, and they like sun to partial shade.
Tall Thimbleweed is recommended as an addition to gardens, but you should use caution with them. Their sap is a skin irritant, and it’s toxic if eaten.
I’ll have to keep an eye on them – apparently the seed pod is a pretty interesting sight! Its shape is what gives the Tall Thimbleweed its name.