Wild Edibles, an Owl, Gorgeous Flowers & Dog in the Pond

At the edge of the pond

At the edge of the pond. No alligators here, but a juvenile raccoon raids the apple snails (escargot) every night.

Today was a visit and do chores and laundry day.  So I’ll just share pictures of our beautiful free campground here at Ann and Cecil’s.  Driveway camping at its best!

Blackberries are budding

Wild blackberries are budding

Cecil's greenhouse, built on skids so he can move it with his tractor for optimal sun exposure as the seasons change.

Cecil’s greenhouse, built on skids so he can move it with his tractor for optimal sun exposure as the seasons change.

Cookie and Sheba.  Sheba has calmed down enough that Cookie enjoys her company now!

Cookie and Sheba. Sheba has calmed down enough that Cookie enjoys her company now!

Cookie, Sunny and Sheba

Cookie, Sunny and Sheba

Evening primrose.  They bloom after the sun goes down and all parts are edible.  Cecil has a field of them!

Evening primrose. They bloom after the sun goes down and all parts are edible. Cecil has a field of them!

Look closely and you can see fish in the pond.  They must have forgotten my attempts to catch them last visit!  :)

Look closely and you can see fish in the pond. They must have forgotten my attempts to catch them last visit! 🙂

More fish in the pond

More fish in the pond

This owl perched in the tree near our Casita.  He's a bit fuzzy due to my camera being at maximum zoom.

This owl perched in the tree near our Casita. He’s a bit fuzzy due to my camera being at maximum zoom.

Red honeysuckle blooms

Red honeysuckle blooms

A rose is a rose....

A rose is a rose….

Sunny and Sheba

Sunny and Sheba

Wild onion.  Cecil calls these Egyptian Walking Onions

Wild onion. Cecil calls these Egyptian Walking Onions

Closeup of wild onion tops which will form new plants.

Closeup of wild onion tops which will form new plants.

I just missed the prime bloom season for the wisteria.  These are all that is left now.

I just missed the prime bloom season for the wisteria. These are all that is left now.

The Wonder of Morning

misty morning sun in my yard

Misty morning sunshine in my front yard. Click to enlarge.

I am not normally an early morning person.  But this morning I woke up with an overwhelming need to be outdoors.

I was rewarded by seeing patterns of dew on strawberry and blackberry leaves that I had never noticed before.  Glistening drops that bordered the serrated leaf margins.

strawberry leaf margins bejeweled with dew drops

Indian strawberry leaf margins bejeweled with dew drops

blackberry leaves with dew-jeweled leaf margins

Blackberry leaves with dew-jeweled leaf margins

The black cherry tree in the back yard is festooned with thousands of tiny green cherries.

Young muscadine grape vines are spreading rapidly, promising harvests of the sweetest and best wild grapes in nature.

I just discovered something a few days ago.  I thought when wild lettuce bolted that the leaves were all too bitter to use.  But out of curiosity, I picked a few of the leaves from the top crown that forms when the plant begins to bolt.  The tender young leaves up there were sweet and non-bitter — a delight to eat.

So I had to go back to one of my earlier photos of bolting wild lettuce and edit my caption to add that wonderful new (to me) bit of information!

Tender, sweet crown leaves of bolting wild lettuce

Tender, sweet crown leaves of bolting wild lettuce

Wild cherry tree loaded with thousands of tiny green cherries

Wild black cherry tree loaded with thousands of little green cherries. The camera made them look black already, but they are really all still very green.

wild grape vines

Young muscadine grape vines

I picked a bowlful of salad greens to eat with lunch.  Most have already been pictured in earlier posts.  However, the wood sorrel was a lot larger than  in earlier photos — still tender and bursting with lemony-sour juice.

healthy wood sorrel

Healthy clump of wood sorrel

I also noticed several evening primrose plants growing out by the road.

evening primrose

Evening primrose

I always feel like I am in a wonderland when I am outdoors.  But this misty morning was one of the best ever.

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