I wonder if anyone ever had girl twins that they named Flora and Fauna? Surely somebody has done it by now. Flora probably wouldn’t mind, but Fauna (poor girl) might wish her parents hadn’t been so whimsical.
Be that as it may, I have gotten off track already. My intention is to show you some of the Flora and Fauna I’ve captured with my camera on our property lately. There might be a poem at the end, so persevere.
I think she noticed the camera and is posing for me. You tell your stories and I’ll tell mine.
Why are rabbits so adorable? It makes it hard to hate them when they eat up your lettuces and such.
I realize that this is neither flora nor fauna, but it sets the stage for what comes next, which involves fauna.
We have a perfectly good bird bath, but this bird preferred our fountain. First he got his bearings. And then…
…he took a splish-splash bath! ‘Twas quite exciting on a quiet afternoon. And now for the flora part of this tour.
The clematis are glorious! Even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Ukrainian Irises have raised their showy purple/blue heads in triumph over the perennial garden, saying “The garden party can start now!” And indeed, it has.
The Monarda is more demure, making a quiet statement of beauty.
These guys (how could I have forgotten their name?) are ready to burst into bloom.
The coneflowers are biding their time. “What’s the rush?” I heard them saying to the irises.
Flora and Fauna
Are God’s primadonnas.
In the backyard choir,
None sing higher.
With feathers and fur,
And petals galore,
It’s a fabulous show –
Get outside and go!
I’ll probably have to delete this Blora and Bauna post in the morning.
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