Without leaving my ‘lawn’ I led a wildflower hunting expedition with my Stinky Buddy and Black Jax. There were Bluets and Pussytoes afoot and we meant to find the tiny prey.
Stinky stalking wild Bluets.
Once finding his prey he had to play with it. The best patch in the yard had no chance once he focused in on it. After wrestling it to the ground it was time for a lay down next to his vanquished foe. He seemed quite satisfied with himself and couldn’t understand why I might have been a little put off. But he did no real harm except ruin my photo shoot so I gave him the big rub he expected. After all those were his Bluets.
Jax pointing out some Pussytoes
Since it didn’t look or taste like tuna she found a look out spot and watched us waste our time on stupid non-tuna.
Bluets – Houstonia caerulea
Bluets are one of my favorite flowers. They’re small and simple and will bring any admirer to their kness.
Field Pussytoes – Antennaria neglecta
There are other pussytoes around but these can be identified by the single nerve/vein in the slightly narrower leaves.
I love my lawn. It’s more of a wildflower refuge than a safe haven for grass. Now if I could only get my wife (The Mad Mower) to stop cutting the later bloomers down in their prime it would become a carpet of color.
Cats were used in order to show the relative size of the wildflowers. No cats or native plants were hurt during the production of this post. (One Bluet flower was picked but it didn’t hurt) A can of tuna was opened post production for lunch.
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