Not so dark nor so deep, but it is lovely. Plus, it’s the woods we’ve got.
Here are the lilies in full bloom, shown with Jackie admiring them.
The penultimate lily of summer.
For a couple of weeks we had dozens of lilies each day. For a while Jackie would count them. Then she decided that it would really be more respectful to great each one by name, so she started doing that. (Fortunately, they’re all named Lily, so it was pretty easy.)
We can see one more bud, so we’re expecting one more lily tomorrow or the next day, but then they’ll be done until next summer, I guess.
Don’t cross that bridge, until you can do it with your (goat) girl on one hand and your stick in the other.
On a stewardship work day clearing garlic mustard at the arboretum, Jackie spotted this guy just out of its chrysalis—a Cecropia moth still trying to get its wings pumped up enough to fly:
Sculpture in downtown Urbana.
A pretty picture, plus a test of the “Image” post format.