This weekend I took Bart to one of my favourite stomping grounds in Joshua Creek to see the wildflowers. Figured the fields would be full of b-flies - and they were. And, a very odd family that was alternately chasing after and catching butterflies, and then screaming in horror, "OOOOHHHHHHUUUUUUHHHHHH THAT'S SOOOOOOUUUUUUHHHHHHH UUUUUUUGLLLLLLLLY!"
It was a praying mantis. Maybe there's a good reason why families should stay in the house and play computer games. Even Bart was ready to bolt. The family leader decided that the ugly creature would be good to take home for their experiment. I don't even want to know what the nature of that experiment was. I suspect they were all doing one child's homework. I'm sort of hoping the female parental unit prevailed upon the rest of the family unit that the green creature would clash with her furniture and hopefully be left alone.
As you can see, our fields are at their colourful fall best - the yellows of golden rod, the creams and purples of asters, and the pretty swishes of their clumps across the open fields. So here goes, some Wildflower Wednesday photos in honour of our favourite Gail of Clay and Limestone.
The reason for so many of my other photos poor focus....would love to know what he's nose about after - one of these days, I'm going to install his own personal Bart-cam.