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This is a common weed in Georgia...... hundreds of them everywhere. This weekend I spent some time photographing flowers - not an easy subject to render well. This is one of my favorite images - a common weed : ). I shot this after sundown at 1600 ISO f2.8 at 200mm hand held at 1/125..
© 2011 James Duckworth
In my paper plane I can't suffer, I can't cry.
Over the clouds I just enjoy my life, I smile.
I fly too high, I can touch the top of the sky.
Over your heads I'd like to stay there for a while.
I smoked a bit. That was enough to feel that way.
Oh sure that shit helps me to run away, to leave
The mess my life became, the problems brought each day.
When the effects go down, in the darkness I dive.
When I take some, it is to think how does a kid.
I hope I will be able to just dream again.
Every week I meet my dealer, buy him some weed
To low the pressure, anxiety, to low the pain.
In my paper plane I can't suffer, I can't cry.
Over the clouds I just enjoy my life, I smile.
I fly too high, I can touch the top of the sky.
Over my head I'd like to stay there for a while.
I know it's bad, it kills my brain but I don't care.
Today the choice is between that and feeling down.
Don't judge me, don't call me coward, how can you dare ?
Everyone does exactly the same in the town.
I just put it between my lips and start to smoke.
Finished this fucking world where no one feels happy.
Finished the thought that suck, give way to thought that rock.
Finished the reasonable guy, let's get crazy.
In my paper plane I can't suffer, I can't cry.
Over the clouds I just enjoy my life, I smile.
I fly too high, I can touch the top of the sky.
Over their heads I'd like to stay there for a while.
(08-05-10)
I hope you'll like both the picture (taken in Aubervilliers, Seine-Saint-Denis, Île-de-France) and the text. Why are they together? There's no reason for that, they are, that's all! =) By the way, I never smoked weed and I'll never (well, I know, never say never). Have a good sunday.
Butterfly weed is a type of milkweed that grows wild in my part of North Carolina. I transplanted some to a patch in my yard and it bloomed late last summer. It is now blooming at the normal time. So far I have not seen any butterflies it has attracted.
I'd really like to tell you that this fascinating plant is a native. It isn't. Other members of the Genus are declared weeds; prohibited. What looks mostly harmless turns out to be an exotic root parasite. This one might get called hellroot so how evil are the banned relatives?
There is a native, Orobanche cernua var. australiana. This isn't it. Fortunately for the Mount Majura Nature Resrve this variety, Orobanche minor, is supposed to be relatively benign. All of that aside it is a weed and like Echium plantagineum (Patterson's Curse) and Phalaris aquatica (bulbous canary-grass) belongs somewhere else, has been brought here deliberately or accidentally and by all accounts has not made this a better place.
In spring, Great Crested Grebes put on a spectacular courtship display. They fan out their head ornamentation then head-down they rapidly swim towards each other like crocodiles. They then face each other and take it in turns to make ritualised head flicks to each side. But the climax is the weed dance where both birds dive to collect a beakful of weed. They then swim rapidly so they are chest to chest, then paddle furiously to keep their bodies high out of the water in an upright position. The bubbles in the water are evidence of the energetic paddling (either that or they have simultaneously broken wind). All of this frantic activity is accompanied by lots of noise; A wailing, reedy note and a grating krrek krrek krrek.
Great Crested Grebes are now common and widespread birds with about 4,600 pairs. But this was not always the case. The Victorian fashion for using their underbody feathers (known as grebe fur) for muffs and hats led to them being driven to near extinction in Britain. At their lowest point in the late Nineteenth Century the entire British population was thought to be fewer than thirty pairs.
Its scientific name Podiceps cristatus translates as crested arse-foot (because their feet emanate from the rear end). Arsefoot was the common name for them in the sixteenth century as the word arse was not yet considered vulgar.
This is an experement. On another members photo stream we were discussing why his photo of a weed got over 3,000 hits in 6 hours, my theory was the word "Weed" in the title.
My apology to those looking for "Weed", authorities and otherwise.
It's not here folks.
Some of the cool machines in Ottawa. This one is cutting weeds growing in the canal.
Sony A7, FE 55mm F1.8 ZA
Another tall weed, but this time I don't know it's name. I can't figure it out from my wildflower book.
This is a reverse lens macro with a rather enormous amount of focus stacking.
This plant grows about four feet tall, with huge fuzzy leaves slightly reminiscent of oak leaves. The plant fuzz gives off a rather strong sweetish scent, which sticks to your skin, but has never caused me irritation.
The tips of the widely separated branches are covered with small yellow and white flowers which are really rather intricate... probably made up of many little flowers grouped together, but I'm not sure. The flower I am showing you is about .75 cm tall.
I'll try to take a photo of the entire plant and put it into the group "What plant IS this?" and see what answer I might get.
I'm not sure what this is, but I thought it looked good with the evening light catching it from the side.
Butterfly Weed (Asclepias tuberosa) is a member of the milkweed
family. It has small, bright orange clustered flowers atop a leafy,
hairy stem. Its brilliant flowers attract butterflies, hence its name.
It is also called Pleurisy Root because its tough root was chewed
by Native Americans to treat pleurisy and other pulmonary ailments.
(Source: "National Audubon Society Field Guide to North American
Wildflowers, Eastern Region" by William A. Niering, Nancy C.
Olmstead, and John W. Thieret)