Change is the handmaiden Nature requires to do her miracles with. – Mark Twain

Handmaiden moths, with their striking colors and transparent wings, mimic venomous wasps in their body shape and the position in which they hold their wings. They are, however, harmless and beautiful creatures, day flying members of the Arctiidae or Tiger moth family—seen here performing their domestic duties in true handmaiden manner in the flower gardens … More Change is the handmaiden Nature requires to do her miracles with. – Mark Twain

Flight of the Monarch

He was named for rulers and kings, and drank the sweet nectar of the rose, but it was the way he floated and soared on those magnificent Renaissance wings— frescoes of orange and black—that never failed to give rise to the dreams of a wingless child. ******* “Flight of the Monarch” by Mary O’Connor from … More Flight of the Monarch

Summer Moments

Henry James defines “Summer afternoon … Summer afternoon”  as the “two most beautiful words in the English language.” That may be, but “Wildflowers and the sea” are a close second … if not first.  Marsh mallows with loosestrife, photo by Mary O’Connor © 2013

Name this Flower

Can anyone name this delightful flower I saw in a field by the Connecticut River this weekend? Based on its shape and variegated color, my imagination saw it as an Indian Paintbrush. Curiously though, the images of my wildflower ID resources didn’t match when I later checked it out. Perhaps someone can tell me what it is? Maybe some kind of clover? In the meantime, … More Name this Flower

Finches’ Nest

Two finches build a nest of grasses, interwoven with the tiniest of white spring blossoms— soft grasses cradle delicate eggs, blossoms speak to the fragility of hope. *   *   * Finches’ Nest – photo and poem by Mary O’Connor © 2013