'Tis the season for making babies and seeds if you're a plant. The Spring is coming to an end and despite the chronic lack of sunshine, nature is galloping along as it must. We are almost in June and still wearing our winter clothes but the innate timing mechanism in nature means that the cycle must go on regardless.
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| Scots fir - immature cones |
The cones of the fir tree are abundant on the tree. To the touch they are soft and pliable. Towards the end of the year they will fall from the tree, by then hard and dry- a metaphor for life, surely.
The horse chestnut is a magnificent tall, strong tree. The flowers are either pink or white. The white horse chestnut tree is bigger than its pink cousin and perhaps a bit more grand. The flowers will soon be replaced by conkers that school boys love throwing at hapless victims and each other.
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| White horse chestnut flower |
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| Pink horsechestnut |
This last photo shall remain nameless. I think you have enough clues in this post to figure out what it is. Clue: it's NOT a lettuce.
Photos copyright SvD.
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