I am really in a blogging mood today, and inspired by pictures of Touch-me-not Balsam (Himalayan Balsam as it's also called) which I've just found over at
Beyond the Fields We Know, I thought I would make another blog posting tonight. So, from this afternoon's river walk, here is a selection of photographs . . .
One of the dratted Umbellifers I will have to look up to identify . . .
The mid-pink Himalayan Balsam, which also comes in a deeper pink. It forms seedheads which explode when they are ripe or nearly ripe and you touch them. Needless to say it is a very successful weed . . .
White Himalayan Balsam down by the stream leading into the river.
A humble bumble bee on Self Heal.
Sometimes I amaze myself. This photograph should have been absolutely ruined by the dazzling sunshine on the water, but the camera shut down its aperture and I have this lovely black and white photo instead. I love it.
Looking downstream.
Dark velvet eddies of water.
And over the rapids.
Bubbles.
One of the dratted Umbellifers I will have to look up to identify . . .
The mid-pink Himalayan Balsam, which also comes in a deeper pink. It forms seedheads which explode when they are ripe or nearly ripe and you touch them. Needless to say it is a very successful weed . . .
White Himalayan Balsam down by the stream leading into the river.
A humble bumble bee on Self Heal.
Sometimes I amaze myself. This photograph should have been absolutely ruined by the dazzling sunshine on the water, but the camera shut down its aperture and I have this lovely black and white photo instead. I love it.
Looking downstream.
Dark velvet eddies of water.
And over the rapids.
Bubbles.
