It’s all about the fit

Some flowers are designed for certain insects to pollinate them, making it tricky!

While we watched this skipper trying to fit into the morning glory, we were reminded of a tighter fit from a few years past.

That bee sure was determined to get into the turtlehead!

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Thirsty Thursday & Bees like tubular flowers!

Nutmeg wrote all about composite flowers yesterday, but Ol’ Wally is here to tell you bees also like tubular flowers. Why? They have more nectar collecting down at the bottom of that tube. So it can be just as efficient to visit one good tube flower–like a Pink Turtlehead!Bee in Pink Turtlehead

Bee in Pink Turtlehead

Bee in Pink Turtlehead

Bee in Pink Turtlehead

Now, that’s the only way to see a bee disappear. And please note, Ol’ Wally is showing you humans a tubular flower that is also a water-loving plant. Pink Turtlehead is a wonderful wildflower if you’ve got a bit of a damp area around your property.

Getting into Pink Turtleheads

We squirrels know you wouldn’t be reading our blog if you weren’t into wildflowers, so here’s one last late summer bloom from the east coast and we’ll call it quits for the week.

Pink Turlehead

Pink TurtleheadFortunately, the bees are into Turtleheads also, because the flower’s unusual shape makes it hard to get to the nectar!

Bee in Pink Turtlehead

Bee in Pink Turtlehead

Bee in Pink Turtlehead

Bee in Pink Turtlehead

As Ol’ Wally said, they are a ‘hoot.’

A newly planted area

This little planted area between the pond and rain garden is looking good. I had Miz Flora identify the plants. “More Cardinal Flower?” I asked her.

“Close. It’s a lobelia, but notice they didn’t plant this one directly in the raingarden. Blue Lobelia, Lobelia siphilitica, can handle a dryer soil than the red species. Mixed in with it are Pink Turtleheads, Chelone lyoni.”

“This species has escaped from cultivation – the native, C. glabra is white.” She shrugged. “Well that’s what you get. It grows wild here  and does look pretty. These will bloom in late in the summer. In the back, a little beaten by the rain, is a Blue Flag Iris, Iris versicolor.”

 

“They did the right thing keeping it in the shady portion of the bed. It’s from farther north and can’t tolerate the heat of our afternoon sun.”

“What’s this short one around the rock?”

 

She sniffed. “Sweet Woodruff, Galium odoratum. It’s not native.”

“But it’s everywhere.”

“I know. I can’t figure it out. Don’t they know any better?”

“It’s spreading, too.”

“Yes, but at least it’s confined by the borders in this spot. We’ll see what the gardeners do over the summer.”