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High Flyers and Low Crawlers

Can you find the caterpillar among the bluebonnets?

It’s been a fun week bringing to the blog a taste of the Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center.

Butterflies love Indian paintbrush.

From wildflowers to cacti to sculptures to out-of-focus hummingbirds, the Austin venue has something for all nature lovers. Including different kinds of critters.

A turtle ignores me.

Turtles swim silently in a small pond near the entrance.

A chrysalis harbors new life.

Chrysalises hang on in screened eclosion boxes where they’re safe from predators.

Silk moth caterpillars hang out on leaves.

An insectary houses caterpillars that will develop into silk moths. I’d never seen so many of the little crawlers in one place before.

A bee hovers over Wright’s skullcap flowers.

My experience with wildflowers has been that beasts usually accompany the beauty. Most of the varmints have been bees, of course, who like the flowers as much as I do.

Is the bee reading the informative sign?

Looks like they want to learn more, too!

Cactus Power

Prickly pear cacti mingle with wildflowers.

The Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center isn’t just about, well, wildflowers.

Lace cacti

I also was intrigued with the plethora (yep, it’s my $1 word) of cacti there.

Blooms in different stages on a prickly pear cactus

I’ve seen fruit on a prickly pear cactus before, but this was the first time that blooms caught my eye.

Love the dash of color!

They made the lowly cacti look downright lovely!

Blooming cacti

Yellow cactus flowers were sprinkled here and there, brightening the landscape. The color palette made me smile.

A bee and a bug share some space.

As for these guys?

What an unusual-looking bug!

They liked them, too!

One-Word Wednesday

Everything is bigger in Texas . . . especially the bluebonnets!


These huge metal sculptures are at the Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center.

A bigger-than-life Mexican hat. All were created by Logan Stollenwerck.

Bucket List Check-off

Stay on the path!

Probably because I don’t like to travel outside my 10-mile radius, I don’t have a very long bucket list.

A pretty wildflower palette

But one prominent item on that list was a visit to the Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center in Austin (despite the distance).

Almost every flower had an informative sign nearby.

I considered it to be the mecca for wildflower lovers/photographers. So it was a no-brainer to gather up my Nikon D700, Nikon 105mm macro lens, and the Mister and check it out . . . and then off.

Except when you really wanted to know what they were.

Lately the wildflowers that are close to us have been overrun with weeds. The bluebonnets no longer look vibrant, which is a shame.

Huisache hang around.

So it was refreshing to see flora being shown the respect and care they deserve.

Purple is a popular color for wildflowers.

It was easy to be overwhelmed when you’re surrounded with that much beauty. Could 300-plus photos possibly do the center justice?

Mealy blue sage

Fortunately, I won’t post all of them on my blog!

Giant spiderwort

But at the very least I do feel an obligation to give everyone a taste of what I saw while I was there.

A lovely iris

Hey, no need to thank me!

Blue curls

It’s interesting how supposedly blue wildflowers really tend more towards purple.

Tahoka daisy

There’s definitely nothing blue about this daisy!

Prairie fleabane look prettier than their name.

After several hours of walking around the grounds and snapping photos, I made an important decision:

Indian blanket

To put a return trip to the Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center on my bucket list!

Hit and Miss

Even the sign looks pretty.

The Mister and I made the three-hour drive Saturday to Austin to visit the Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center. It was my vision of paradise!

Sidebar: My vision, not my sons’. They both laughed when we suggested they come with us (we could’ve picked up my older son at UTSA with a slight detour), both separately telling us to “have fun.” I guess that’s when you know you’re getting old.

A butterfly stares from a pink coneflower.

After snapping away at gorgeous wildflowers and things that flew around them for several hours, I came away with one conclusion.

Another butterfly stops to say howdy.

Although I was over the moon at some of my photo hits, like these two of butterflies that actually wanted to pose for me (which is such a rarity here in the Houston area) . . .

Missed it by that much!

. . . I’ll spend much more time lamenting the misses, like this one of a hummingbird that suddenly was attracted to some Wright’s penstemon I was standing by. I just couldn’t lock on it with my Nikon D700’s manual focus before it flitted away. Oh, how I so wanted a crisp, in-focus photo of that darned hummer!

If only it could’ve been cooperative like my other flying friends!