In the 1720s Spanish governor’s palace in San Antonio.
This is a close shot on the fruit of the Bald (Spineless) Prickly Pear cactus. I haven’t ever eaten the fruit off this specimen. I have eaten tunas before. Meh. They are plain with big seeds. They have about as much flavor as my Turk’s Cap berries.
Also, I don’t find clear evidence that this specimen’s fruits are edible. Maybe it doesn’t matter if it has spines or not. Still not going to test that theory using my stomach.
If you live in central/west Texas, you may have encountered the Chile Piquin. This plant is native to the area, which means it spreads easily. Some have complained that it is aggressive. Eh, that’s what I like about it.
This plant is fantastic in our zone (Austin). If you don’t like it spreading, pluck the seedlings when you find them.
The berries (chili peppers as most would call them) are tiny. Like your pinky nail. Very small. I find them to be a huge pain to pick for that reason.
You can dry them in the oven for use later. Certainly they can be used in a preserve like jalapeño jelly. I haven’t tried that yet. Supposedly, the wildlife enjoys eating the berries. I haven’t caught a bird on those bushes to date.
(Another set taken with a rented Nikon Nikkor macro lens.)
We found three (living!) bunnies in our okra, which is fenced from the dog. Sarge enjoys killing baby bunnies. 😈 He also likes to bring the carcasses in the house. 😈
I hope this litter lives, if only to avoid having to pick up furry little bodies in rigor mortis from the living room floor.
In addition to being able to change his colors from brown hues to bright green, he has a red dewlap. It gets redder than this, but I scared the little beast by taking his picture.😮
He ought to be more concerned with the broadhead skink I’ve seen skittering about the herb garden. That skink would eat him for lunch!
(Taken with my LG 3 phone.)
I took these on my phone, so pardon the blur. This little guy was in no mood for my shenanigans today. He was looking for a mate–not the lizard paparazzi!
I wanted to show people who don’t have experience with these little guys what kind of fashion choices they have. Cuuuute.
I don’t understand his reasoning. Turning brown did not hide him amidst the green leaves. Hmm. Maybe he wasn’t hiding! These could be his *angry attack lizard* colors. (Note: I have never been attacked by an anole.)
Never as dewy and fresh as that wretch Cinderella, the sisters tried mightily to capture the attention of a prince or lord. They dressed in their best red finery and decorated themselves with a fan for the sake of modesty. For this was the last dance before they became too old to be considered a good catch!
All the girls at the dance chose to don red that evening in an effort to be stylish. Another color would be unfashionable. Nonconforming to good taste and sensibilities! Too brash. A girl in an unpredictable color cannot attract the attention of a quality suitor.
Oh, but pity the stepsisters.
They may fit into society in a manner Cinderella can only dream about. Cinderella is pale, but she does not live in the shadows like her step-sisters. She may be weaker and smaller now, but her grace and value is evident. She will make a lovely bride!
(I bought the pink Turk’s cap on a whim a few years ago. Because I am full of whimsy. Whimsy, people. Anyhow, it’s totally a slow grower. Not particularly fruitful, either. I like to eat the berries. The pink varietal isn’t a good producer. But it is a different color, which counts for something in my dry shade garden.)
I’ve seen a lot of gross stuff in my yard. Dog poop. Half-eaten rabbits. Snails. Molted snake skin. Half-eaten snake rotting in the sun.
NOTHING prepared me for seeing a slug slime its way out of a tree to make way for a snake.
I will not sleep well tonite. Sure, slugs won’t kill you. But they are SO GROSS AND SLIMY.
Where’s the slug? Look under the ceramic frog’s front arm.
I stole some peaches. Then I stole some more today with my son. We are, in his view, robbers of peaches. He was happy to carry the ill gotten loot in a muslin bag back to our house.
Truth be told, I have never enjoyed a single Texas peach. They are small, sour rocks. But, they are very fragrant and make a nice preserve. I don’t have a particular recipe to wow you with. Just about any you find online will do.
I love taking pictures of flowers after a rain. They’ve got nice little drips and drops on them, plus the cloudy sky adds a nice background for high key pictures.
I’ve seen other bloggers issue themselves a challenge to edit one photo X number of ways. I decided I’d go for 3 ways here. I shot these in RAW and edited them in PS’s RAW editor.