We did not see much land wildlife while in Canada. Mostly it was birds sweeping across the skies and when the sun started casting long shadows, the swarms of mosquitoes. We were walking high in the Cape Breton hills when we saw this beauty crossing our path, slowly crossing our path. My wife is deathly…
In the grouping of the pitcher plants was this flower. I wondered if it acted as a lure attracting insects toward the plant hoping a few would fall into the pitcher part of the plant to be ingested.
As a kid, I was fascinated by the plants that ate flesh. What kid would not be enraptured with a carnivorous plant? One of those grabbing my interest was the pitcher plant. I imagined it to be a beast of a plant. In Cape Breton, I finally saw one live. It was only about 6…
We took a nice walk in a meadow hoping to see moose. No luck. But the area was full of flowers in various states of blooming This was the only flower in the lily pad section in any stage of unleashing it’s beauty into the world.
Ah, the colors of nature. Sometimes the beauty hides a nasty. Thistles protect themselves with thorns. The bees can get in but plant eaters mostly avoid the painful green.
There were many amazing rocks littered over the shoreline. This was one of my favorites (yes, I like rocks). There must have been incredible force to fuse these disparate pieces into this composite.
The shore was excellent for viewing but not for swimming. Besides the rocks, the water was frigid.