|Actually, this photo was taken|
by my daughter
I was pretty sure it was chicory, but I wanted to ask Heather, my herbalist friend, who confirmed that it is indeed chicory, and now is the time to harvest the roots. Heather says, "I like chicory (and dandelion) as a coffee additive because it really nourishes the liver and makes the coffee less taxing on the kidneys."
I love chicory in my coffee, but... um... in spite of the farm stuff we do around here I'm still more of an armchair agrarian than otherwise.
What was I saying?
Oh, yes. We stopped and took this picture on the way home, and I guess that's what inspired me to take pictures of the things blooming around the house, so I took my phone with me on my afternoon ramble around the yard and took pictures of just about everything that's blooming right now.
First, there are still several blossoms on the climbing rose that grows across our porch. Here's a nearly perfect one.
Beyond the garage/barn we have a huge stand of Jerusalem artichoke. Our pastor gave us the ancestors of this batch a few years ago. The succeeding generations are all volunteers. Eldest Daughter makes a lovely soup out of them that's every bit as good as cream of potato.
|Jerusalem artichoke, and poultry|
|Gratuitous poultry shot|
Here's a better picture of the Jerusalem artichoke flowers. They're related to sunflowers, so some people call them Sunchokes.
And here we have one of my daylily beds, which is overgrown with mint and some other weeds. There's some kind of wild sweet pea in there on the left edge of the photo, but it doesn't really show up well. And that pinkish-purplish beady stuff, that I have no idea what it is.
I remember that I identified this plant in 2008 when I attempted the 100 Species Challenge, but now I don't remember what it's called. That was on my Wordpress blog, which only exists in my Google Reader archives, which I have not yet figured out how to access.
Daisy fleabane? I think?
Our geese were extraordinarily noisy while I was taking pictures. Don't know whether they wanted me to feed them or to go away.
I think it was the latter.
More of that pretty pinkish-purplish flower.
I think this is different from the daisy-like one above. The leaves are skinnier.
This seems to be a variety of dandelion. The flowers bloom on tall stems, and they're real team players -- all the plants in the whole yard bloom one day, then they close up at night and the next day they've all turned to puff balls. By the time I got around to this one it had already started closing up for the day.
Golden ragweed and an unidentified legume under my clothesline. This legume is a lot bigger than the ones that infest the flower beds on the other side of the house.
The goats were unusually playful. They're probably in heat.
The darker brown one is Jemima, who is a six year old half-Alpine half-Nubian. The lighter brown one is Sunday, who's five. She's a three-quarter Nubian, one-quarter Alpine. Psyche is the big white one. She's the herd queen and I think she's just interfering on principle. All three of these girls (and Sunday's father) were born here.
This doesn't show well, but two of our crape myrtles are still blooming.
And here's a gratuitous sunset shot, taken by my shutterbug daughter a few days ago.
Hope you all had a lovely Michaelmas.