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Callophrys gryneus, nectaring on agarita flowers. "Agarita" btw is an anglicized version of Spanish "agrito" which refers to something small and sour, in this case presumably the small, tart berries.
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The shrub life form of Juniper communis has been developped due to death of the apex of the main axis
The badlands of North Dakota differ from the badlands of South Dakota in their junipers. The north-facing slopes and canyons of Badlands NP have far fewer junipers, if any. Presumably the cooler northern climate of North Dakota tips the balance.
I slid this image into the green, and the adjacent image into the red, to exaggerate the points of interest.
Painted Canyon, Theodore Roosevelt National Park.
I think this is a Juniper Hairstreak. It's missing a bit of itself though. It was enjoying the bluebonnets before they start going to seed!
The Juniper Queen
For the past six consecutive years, I have been blessed to travel with friends to Central Florida to fish, tell lies, unwind and most importantly, to photograph. For half of those visits, hurricanes have played both major and minor roles on when or even if we could go. A lady named Irma, toppled ancient trees and raising the water level for months to follow, hit this area hard a year ago last month. Our yearly October 2017 trip was canceled and rescheduled for April 2018.
Arriving seven months after Irmaās wrath, her impact remained evident both above and below the waters surface. It was during our first trip to the mouth of the Juniper River that I noticed her once again sitting high above her domain, the Juniper Queen. I had reached a point in our relationship that I almost expected her to be there for my arrival. On each of my previous visits I would photograph her as we passed under her to get to our favorite fishing holes, but on this April day, something was noticeably different. After taking a few shots, I cropped into the shot on the back of my camera to better see what was catching my eye.
Sadness quickly became the mood of the moment as I viewed her portrait; it was evident that this old girl had been battered about severely. Feathers from the top of her head were missing and her normally brilliant white majestic head was several shades of gray. She had several wing and chest feathers protruding at all available angles, she just looked sick. The only good news was that she was still with us, holding firmly to her spot.
Wondering what could have torn her up like that, my mind turned quickly to Irma and the battle for survival that must have taken place with all of Godās creatures in a hurricane. I pictured her riding out Irma right there; in her spot with the same attitude and gusto of Lt. Dan riding out the hurricane in Forest Gump, asking along the way āis this all you got?ā Her photos from last April were so sad, Iām pretty sure that I simply deleted them. No lady wants her picture taken looking so poorly.
Earlier this month, as we cut across Lake George heading for the Juniper River, I could see from a distance that she was still there, holding her ownā¦a blessing for us both. With the dark skies of one of Hurricane Michaels last bands behind her I took this shot. Looking so much better, so much stronger and as they say āLarge and in chargeā the queen was in fact back and in charge of her domain, with her newly developed head feathers protruding like a much deserved crown.
Every place we've lived in the midwest and eastern US, we and/or our neighbors have had juniper bushes, but I had never heard of juniper trees. (Looking online, it appears people talk about eastern junipers, but they are actually cedar trees, not junipers). Last summer I saw this tree in Montana, and as best I could tell from a tree book, it's a western juniper (typical blue juniper berries and needles). It's a fairly ordinary looking evergreen tree from a distance, but its bark is amazing, varicolored and shredded with lots of texture. I love bark, so you'll probably see more of this tree some time in the future.
The greek name for juniper is arkeuthos, which comes from the verb ArkƩo meaning "keep away, reject a danger", this name was given to the plant because it was believed it could drive away the evil spirits with the thorns of its branches, thus keeping away any hypothetical ailment.
The juniper plant is considered suitable for Christmas, so we welcome these holidays hanging at the doors of our homes juniper branches, a symbol of good luck, while the custom to burn a few sprigs will bring serenity and keep away all evil, by purifying the air with its fragrant scent.
A stand of juniper trees near the trail head of the Old Juniper Trail in Logan Canyon. View large to really see the character of these trees. When I was young it was not uncommon for us to use a juniper tree as a Christmas tree. I love the smell of them.