For Sarge
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About Me
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- Water gathering most days I wait through blue and sun till dusk or even later and the rose has faded to lavender, to gray some days, the sleet has started and the leaves underfoot are slick with ice somehow I'm never sorry and never learn one night I waited till the stars were out dropped the bucket into sound, only felt the weight of it filling and the night full of stars and the river full of stars and the bucket full of stars come morning, the coffee is also full of stars
5 comments:
Gotta love this one!!
By chance did you notice whether the awn from single florets arose from between two very small "tooth-like" lobes, or was it straight from the tip?
Ah, love, glad you like it. I thought it was pretty spectacular. . . . About the awns -- I'll look after daylight.
With a jeweler's loupe, I really couldn't tell: think you'd need a microscope, lol! But there was some doubt at that magnification if it came straight from the tip.
I believe it's Hystrix patula (= Elymus hystrix) -- also knownn as bottlebrush grass.
xox
Looking at web pics, I'd have to agree. Gorgeous grass it is, too!
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