Caught in Destiny's Headlamps,
I froze.
Caught in Destiny's Headlamps,
I froze.
This is Salsify, also called "Purple Goat's-Beard" (which makes sense if you look at the spiky bits around the petals, although these don't show up well in my photo).
It's also (apparently) called "Go to bed at noon", but the first element sounds awfully like a Mondegreen, on "goat's-beard", one which has evolved into a folk-name for the plant.
I found these beauties today in Milton Keynes, on a verge. Milton Keynes is good for wildflowers, because there are many quite
extensive flower habitats, and lots of green space managed in a thoughtful
way.
Although I'm good(ish) on British wildflowers I didn't know what this was until looking it up, but I instantly thought it was very striking and elegant. Some of the sources I looked at said it flowers in June: but here we are, not halfway through May, and a plant from the south is blooming early.
Salsify is a foreigner, that has made its way up from the Mediterranean, with the help of kitchen-gardeners and cooks. The root is claimed to taste like oysters. For recipes see
https://www.bbcgoodfood.com/glossary/salsify
This plant was written about by Pliny the Elder (who died as a result of the eruption that smothered Pompeii) and described by Dioscorides as good for some of the internal organs.These flowers were so beautiful I would never think of digging up the roots.
In recent days a blue moon has been seen in Beijing.
Long ago and far away, I saw a blue moon. I was travelling over mountains, in a bus, at night. We had heard that far to our east a famous volcano was erupting. We could not see the eruption itself, but when the moon rose over the eastern mountains it was blue, very approximately the colour of faded denim. Everyone was moonstruck (you might say), but we quickly understood we were seeing the moon through the dust plume of the volcano.
The effect arises from dust particles of a particular size that must be rare in the atmosphere, otherwise we'd all see blue moons regularly. In Beijing the dust must have been blown by the wind from deserts to the north.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ntDnwBiORu8
More from the AEF's illustrated edition.
posture, n.
A space where animals graze.
kettle, n.pl.
Animals of various species that graze on postures.
He watches it on his wife's green tv.
I was queuing for Eternity,
When someone grabbed my place.
I thought it rather rude of them,
But did not grudge the space.
I am Captain of this boat.
Without me it wouldn't float.
Has it crossed the road. Or not?
Procrastination. It's not something you can put off.
Please accept my apologies for lateness.
triptych, n.
Been there, done that.
diptych, n.
Measuring rod.
That's my adrenaline thrush.
Who sings his heart out at the break of day.
And in the evening lulls my heart to sleep.
I went to the doctor. Before I could even speak he begged, "Please, please no more. I don't want to know if you think you are almonds, brazils and cashews."
From the clockpit of my craft
I see enternity stretch fore and aft.
Of all the animals at the picnic the bears were the most intoxicated. Everyone sensed trouble was bruin.
I went to the doctor. "Doctor," I said, "Help me!" I think I'm a packet of biscuits and I'm going to be eaten with cheese." The doctor said: "You're crackers."
I went to the doctor: "Doctor, doctor, every night I dream that my family are all flying mammals." The doctor shrugged. "You're bats."
Regular readers will know I have many start-ups to my credit. Not all have succeeded but in the true spirit of fen-land entrepreneurship, I have not let that hold back the floodgates of innovation.
Our latest endeavour is a company merchandising high quality colourfast dyes. I urge you to invest for the long term. This is a company with plenty of stain power.
As a child I was often stung by nettles, but I never grasped one on purpose.
Tonight, walking home, I found my way blocked by a car drawn across the pavement. Perhaps the driver didn't know about prams, wheelchairs, people with walking sticks, I don't know who else.
But maybe the driver was a sort of Gwendolen Fairfax, declaring "I am glad to say I have never stepped on a pavement".
What could I do to protest?
I looked around.
Luckily I saw some very vigorous nettles growing very close. So I grasped them, pulled some up, and strewed them on the windscreen.
Did it hurt? Yes, but it was a good kind of hurt.
Our AEF is planning a new edition, this time with illustrations. A couple of example daffynitions...
petrol, n.
A list of household animals, such as cats, dogs, etc.
limpet, n.
My dog, sheesh! Into everything! Such a nosy barker.
This blog might contain posts that are only visible to logged-in users, or where only logged-in users can comment. If you have an account on the system, please log in for full access.