Showing posts with label blooming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blooming. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 24, 2026

I BEG YOUR POLLEN – The Joyous Succession of Summer Flowers


The other day a friend and I were comparing notes on our daily walks. He won-
dered how I, as Mr. Wonder himself, manage to spot something new to photo-
graph and write about nearly every day. 

I explained that if, instead of simply waiting to be struck by wonder, one seeks and expects it—a notion I call SEEING GENEROUSLY—there’s always something new to see.

 Each plant hands off the duty of beauty to the next.

PASSING THE BATON
One example, I explained, is the splendid sequence of flowers that bloom through-
out the summer here in Minnesota. No sooner does one species shed its blossoms—turning to the work of reproduction—than another’s unfurl. 

It’s like a bloomin’ relay race; each plant hands off the duty of beauty to the next. Something's always flowering afresh, serving up something new to see, smell and carefully touch. 

First, the heralds of spring: Siberian squill and snowdrops. 



Then, in order:

  • Crocus, hyacinth and daffodils.
  • American tulips and Virginia bluebells




  • Common lilacs, followed by late lilacs
  • Bleeding hearts and lilies of the valley
  • Peonies




  • Irises
  • Hydrangea
  • Lilies and gladiolus



  • Bee balm and coneflowers
  • Asters and dahlias
  • Chrysanthemums

Of course, this is just a sampling; there are so many other plants—including trees—that join the bloomin’ cavalcade. 

Catalpa flowers 

CYCLES OF LIFE
Besides just flowers, lots of things change during a Minnesota summer: Bird song, smells, the shades of green bedecking trees… Even people’s faces. So don’t let your walks get stale. Look for wonder, expect wonder, not just in all these plants and crit-
ters, but in change itself. 

And don’t let this, another of Nature’s countless lessons on life, be lost on you: 
We all bloom at different times too!

Friday, February 17, 2012

TIME-LAPSE, NATURE'S WAY – Zihuatanejo Snaps


This exuberant plant, just down the stairs from our villa, caught my eye this morning. For those  succulent, dewy-puffball ovules; for pointed petals that seem to have just pierced their way out; for the frosty shroud wrapping each cluster of flowers.

But what struck me most of all was the format, this four-shot, time-lapse glimpse of the passage from bud to blossom—perfect but for that last reluctant bloom.