It’s that time of year again. The Anemones gather steam throughout the early summer, then as August dawns, so too do the stunning white flowers.
Last year I wrote Party in the Anemones which received quite a few giggles, so I’m sharing it again, below. Perhaps you missed it the first go around. If not, then please enjoy Anemone Redux.
The first day of fall is just five weeks away in our hemisphere. Time flies when you’re gardening!
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Prolific Anemones bloom every summer, monopolizing the back garden fence. I’ve been gathering them into bouquets every few days to bring indoors. Little did I know that atop those crisp white blooms and their buttercup yellow centers there was a party going on.
Prolific Anemones
It wasn’t your typical, garden-variety party. In fact, I wasn’t even invited. Apparently you needed four to six legs to attend, and the invites are on the QT. I don’t think my neighbors even knew!
The party host wasn’t available for comment, so instead I snapped a few pics of the guests. Our host has an eclectic group of friends, including elegant katydids, busy-body ants and even the low-brow house fly. I didn’t recognize all of the party goers. A few of their identities remain a mystery.
Mystery Guest
I don’t want to name names, but things may have gotten a bit out of hand. I saw a small spider chatting with a katydid, and in the next shot…the spider was gone! Do you think I should say something to the host?
Katydid…or didn’t?
One of the spotted guests spent most of his time at the food table, while the ant kept darting in and out of the petals. I think he had too much pollen to drink.
Anty Em! Anty Em!
The house fly enjoyed making the rounds, but the others seemed to be avoiding her. It might have been her over-powering perfume.
House Fly
I’m no party-crasher, so I finished taking my pictures and left. Back on the patio steps once again, you would never know there was a party going on.
Going to Seed
Gardening Nirvana 
This is my first read of this post and it raised a few giggles and a knowing nod of the head …. Did they – or their offspring – party again this year?
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Giggling myself, Pauline. I’ll bet they are partying right now without breathing a word. Maybe that’s why all the new bugs are in town…for a party!
Thanks for your kind words.
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Cute times two. :)
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Awww! Thanks, Marlene.
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So very clever!!! I love this post!
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Thank you! I’m always amazed what turns up in the pictures when I sit down at the computer to look at them. The garden is teaming with them!
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How fun! A party..hehe.
I can’t hardly believe how tall yours are. Karen has the short, crawling variety in her garden, so different. I’ve never heard of a Katydid but she’s very elegant looking and great camouflage too. The darn ants march all over our porch which is disappointing since it’d be nice to sit out with the flowers. The evening shade is on that side of the condo. Had you planted these ages ago?
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Bomdee!
Bummer about the ants. They’ve plagued us too, all year long. I finally called in a pest company (which I HATE doing) but we simply can’t keep them out of the house. The guy’s been back a second time and I still have ants in the den. As soon as we feed Slinky in here they are everywhere. They also support the aphids and scale so they can harvest the honeydew the produce, so they really are a problem.
We had a fun children’s book about a gumshoe (insect) trying to solve a crime. In the end, Katy did it. I wonder if I can find the book title. It’s been years.
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Here it is! Mystery in Bugtown. Oh the memories.
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Gads, that’s the pits you have to have a spray in the house but what else can you do? Luckily none have crawled in here, I’d probably freak out.
Thanks for the link back to Amazon, the cover illustration is really cute. I’ve never seen them here but then again, if it’s for the ‘young reader’ audience I probably wasn’t looking.
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Fortunately (or unfortunately) they treat with small amounts of toxic food so we don’t have to spray. It’s worked in all rooms but the den where Slinky eats and sleeps. Stubborn and difficult to manage. You said it: the pits!
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