Lichen

Different species of lichen growing on the surface of an old concrete sink ring:

It is winter...

Time... yes, it passes... I just had too many photographs - thousand and more. Autumn is so fascinating in nature and I get carried away. I'll be doing posts of them - the different seeds, mushrooms, leaves etc - some day...

But today I was walking the dog in the morning and we had some -18 C of cold so I got the camera with me and here is some crop!

meadow vole

ermine

ermine, close up

fox

Hirviaho, my house

HIrviaho, the atelier window facing north

feathers on verandah window

Dew Times...

Dew Time 1: Wild Angelica

Walking on the meadow early morning when dew shimmers on the green and bumblebees hum in the flowers... it is the beginning of a hot day but still yet is the world misty and shy like just awaken...



Dew Time 2: Butterflies

In the early hours of a summer day the dew still shimmers on the meadow when butterflies start their everyday work!

Yes, I know: it is late, too late... =)

Well, what I mean is that it is so long since last posting that it is too late... but I did take photos - actually I have over 600 photos to choose from... So the net connection was lousy for weeks because of the heat or there was thunder so I could not have the plug in the wall - electricity, I mean... So finally I thought I'd make them pics to videos... and that is what I'm doing - but not ready yet!!! =D

Is there anything more beautiful than a meadow in morning mist when sun is rising and dew evaporating? The scents are misty, too, and insects buzz and whine...

Longshanks!

Birdcherry has berries for birds and the morning glory climbs on the verandah windows.

Dewdrops  shimmer in the light... like color and like ice!

Morning mist and the light of rising sun...

Two small tortoiseshells - in the picture above is a beautiful young one and below an old and battered!

It is dead, the bumble bee in the pic - died by it's work!

My little oak... it has survived two winters and that is a miracle! Tough guy!!

in the forest white flowers grow...

' A rose is a rose is a rose...' - maybe but this is the Burnet Rose, Midsummer night's white enchantress. I have this old bush and two new ones - this sometimes loses it's buds because someone bites their stems and they fall off. But not this summer. I have been poisoning those bugs with pyretrin and some summers are better. This year it even had a few flowers open in Midsummer night!

I never wanted roses, never even really liked them, but for a reason or another they do like it here: all my other efforts with maples and some bushes have ended to death... =(. Only roses survive!! And there are already some five or six different species.

 Here we have a lovely little spider in the rose... do they eat mead? Spiders? well...

 One of the most beautiful flowers i know - and i know some... - is germander speedwell, veronica chamaedrys - with little blue eyes it looks at the sky, paler and not so pretty as this tiny fellow! Those flowers though small are fine featured and delicate, and the blue has a nouance no other has!

And the little stars shining everywhere...

By the roadside there still is light to grow and bloom but under the great spruce very few plants survive.

 The white lupin is like a ghost or a spirit against the darkness of forest. A ray of light through the trees plays on the wood horsetail - equisetum silvaticum.

And here under a birch is a splash of wintergreen with tiny beautiful flowers!

A species o vetch - vicia - fills the ditch.

By the abandoned house lupins have seized the land...

The cranesbill grows all over old meadows and roadsides.

Thistle is a handsome and colorful plant! 

 A little blue butterfly has found a meadow vetchling  to feed. And a field of timothy - phleum pratense - is slowly swaying in the breeze...