Flowers! Crocuses in Brooklyn Heights this afternoon, and some little tiny blue ones I don’t know. And reports of a pine warbler sighted over in Prospect. Springing…
An idea: a collection of the stalactites of the MTA, drip-growing from the roof of all those subway stations. More collections from this fellow Blackstock, pot-washer, savant, pen and ink taxonomist.
Many contrails this evening over the southwest, slicing the twilight before unbraiding poisonously in the sky. Beautiful but deadly: yes, contrails are more and more recognized as environmentally disastrously, helping to raise the planet’s temperature by seeding the kinds of high clouds that trap radiating heat.
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Freaky about the contrails. I've always had a soft spot for contrails, and for the word "contrails."
Might the early-blooming flowers in question be ipheion?
No, these were tiny bunches of bell-shaped deep blue-purple flowers. Probably so obvious, but I'm a flower idiot.
Maybe Siberian Squill.
I once saw a photo of honeybees gathering an unbelievable brilliant blue pollen from Siberian Squill, so last fall I had a forced Labor Camp Day upstate whereby Wren and I planted 500 squill bulbs. Let's pray they rise!
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