Closer. Closer. Close enough.

Closer. Closer. Close enough.

Sometimes I spot a pollinator in a place where I can get close. Despite it being a chilly day, this guy was very active.

Closer…

Closer…

—crap, I think that’s a Yellow Jacket? (Which are mean and aggressive this time of year when good food gets scarce.) Too close. Too close!

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Just a bit of maintenance required

Just a bit of maintenance required

Astute observers notice that I take a lot of photos of not-people. There’s a lot of blog-post selection bias: I don’t generally post photos of people here because I think it’s simply a kind thing to not do that. Besides, what’s wrong with pretty pictures of not-people?

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Chrysanthemums

Chrysanthemums

Snapped during a slow meander through Longwood Gardens on our way to lunch.

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Some sort of thistle?

There are these quite large, spiny plants along a trail I frequent. Even those of use who are thorny and unfriendly occasionally dress up nice.

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Detailed

I often stroll around exploring all the little nooks and crannies of places. I found this at Winterthur as part of small display of dried flowers. The display was barely mentioned at the info center, off the normal route (especially if one had taken the minibus ride to avoid walking the slightest distance), and hanging in the back of gazebo mostly out of sight. On the other hand, the sun peeked out just as I was standing there.

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Painted lady

I really thought this was a moth. Turns out it’s a member of the Cynthia Group.

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Monarch

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Iris hollandica ‘Sapphire Beauty’

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Kalmia latifolia ‘Peppermint’

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Paeonia suffruticosa

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