#cuckoo-pint

[dansnaturepictures]

25/07/2024-Grey Silverfish last night and flowers, snails, Starlings on an aerial and Magpie tonight and Red-throated Diver at Spey Bay, Moray in April and flower in Winchester last week.

Goldfinches this evening and great willowherb, fleabane, common mallow, cuckoo-pint berries and blackberries going by Lakeside and in Winchester were nice to see today.

[drhoz]

#1960 - Arum italicum - Italian Arum

AKA Italian Lords-and-Ladies, Arisarum italicum, and Late Cuckoo-pint.  Native to the Med, and naturalized in Great Britain, the Netherlands, Crimea, Caucasus, Canary Islands, Madeira, Azores, Argentina, and scattered locations in America, and a weed in SE Australia and Tasmania. A very common roadside plant in New Zealand, despite all that.

Photo by @purrdence at Napier, NZ.

Ignore the big green strap-like leaves above - the actual leaves are the dark green ones with pale veins. The flowers are very typical Arums - an inflorescence called a spadix, protected by a leaf-like hood, although the actual flowers are hidden down in the depths of the hood.

These plants are one of the species that can generate their own heat - if enclosed, the spadix can reach over 51° Centigrade - over 35°C more than the surrounding air. They manage this by rapid consumption of starch in cyanide insensitive respiration - biochemically different from the respiration normally found in plants. The heat vaporizes odour components - usually foul smelling - and attract gnats and other small flies that become trapped in the lower half of the bloom, by a ring of hairs halfway down the spadix. Below that is the ring of male flowers, and below that a ring of female flowers. The insects will quite possibly die before the hairs wither to release them, but they’ll have done the job the plant wanted them for. 

[lost-harts]

April 2024

[haikuckuck]

Okay,ich hab noch einen Aronstab,also die Pflanze schob grade frisch den" Stab" raus...( Noch verhüllt er ist )Irgenwann später zeigt die Pflanze rote "Beeren",wenn ich mich recht erinnere .das dauert noch.

[hercynian-witch]

Arum Maculatum (Cuckoo Pint)

"It grows best in wooded areas or long riverbanks, and is a good indicator of healthy and nutrient-rich land. For this reason, Germans believe that where it flourishes, the spirits of the wood are plentiful and content." (Inkwright, 2021, p. 78)

Inkwright, F. (2021). Botanical Curses and Poisons: The Shadow-Lives of Plants. Liminal 11.

Art is my own.

[taproomtraveler]

Cuckoo Inn **

The Cuckoo Inn reopened in March 2022 aftet a long period of closure and uncertainty. Friendly real ale pub situated in the Wiltshire countryside. You enter the pub through a small room which then connects to two more small rooms, in between a small hatch serves as the bar.All ales served straight from the barrel no lines involved. You order from a blackboard then the bartender disappears into another room where on the back wall a number of barrels are held. I asked for a bitter but ended up with a very light beer I think it was called Piddle. I can imagine when busy it would be very difficult to get served. Plenty of outside space. Review 2023.

[charliedawn]

Do you still accept orders? If so, I'd like to see a post about how slashers would react to seeing a nurse as a single mother with a baby in her arms and taking him to work. I became obsessed with the idea of ​​her carrying her baby in a carrier while she works. Note: I need our Uncle Bates in love with this baby!

HAPPY FRIDAY THE 13th !

Norman Bates:

Norman was surprised when he first saw you with a baby. It had been a few months since he had last seen you and he didn’t know why you had decided to suddenly leave until…He opened the door and here you were, as radiant as ever and with a baby in your arms. You then asked him to watch your baby for a second as you walked in and brought your luggage in with you.

Norman looked at the absolute sunshine in his arms and it didn’t take him long for him to love him. He immediately started singing a lullaby to the baby while gently swaying him left and right.

"Hush, little baby, don’t you cry; Uncle Normy’s going to sing you a lullaby. Hush little baby don’t say a word; Uncle Normy’s going to buy you a mockingbird. If that mockingbird won’t sing, Uncle Normy’s going to buy you a golden ring. If that gold ring turns to brass, Uncle Normy’s going to buy you a looking glass. If that glass begins to crack, Uncle Normy’s going to buy you a jumping jack. If that jumping jack is broke, Uncle Normy’s going to buy you a velvet cloak. If that velvet cloth is coarse, Uncle Normy’s going to buy you a rocking horse. If that rocking horse won’t rock, Uncle Normy’s going to buy you a cuckoo clock. If that cuckoo clock won’t tick, Uncle Normy’s going to buy you a walking stick. If that walking stick falls down, you’ll still be the sweetest little baby in town…"

Michael Myers:

When he saw the baby in your arms, Michael smiled and understood that you had left for a very good reason. The other slashers were a bit shocked or surprised at the sight of him. You showed your baby to them with a proud smile and all the slashers seemed to adopt the child pretty quickly. But then…Michael realised that you had brought a baby in a SLASHERS’ asylum. He looked at Penny and Pennywise who used to eat children, at Jack who almost killed his own kid, at Jason and Brahms who could crush the little one in their big arms, at Freddy who was well…Freddy.

The moment you had to leave the baby alone for a moment to get back to work, all the slashers looked curiously at the kid…Before anyone could touch the baby however, Michael had swooped him in his arms and glared warningly at the other slashers.

Yeah. That baby won’t leave Michael’s sight.

Penny/Pennywise:

MAYDAY ! MAYDAY ! BABY IN DANGER ! I REPEAT ! BABY IN DANGER !

Penny is working on himself. Yes.

And he had a kid himself. True.

But that doesn’t mean he can be left unsupervised with a child.

If you care about that baby, do not leave him alone with Penny or Pennywise unless it is absolutely necessary.

And if you have to leave him in one of the Penny Brothers’ care ? Choose Pennywise. Pennywise has better self control. And the baby has better chances of survival with Pennywise than Penny.

Pennywise would keep the baby at bay.

Penny could hurt the child without meaning to.

Biting him. Eating a leg or an arm. And he would then smile happily at you with blood around his mouth and say that he didn’t know that babies were so fragile. So, be very careful.

Jack Torrance:

Jack was having a drink at the bar when he saw a baby crawling towards him. He looked around and saw that you had gone to discuss hospital business with another nurse.

He looked back at the baby who was still crawling towards him. And then, the baby attempted to stand up and Jack’s eyes widened as the little baby started staggering forward.

He smiled and was about to call you to witness that incredible performance when the baby started losing balance and threatened to fall.

Jack’s pint of beer dropped and crashed to the floor in his hurry to grab the falling baby. He fortunately managed to catch him in time and you were relieved when you saw it.

For the rest of the afternoon, the baby sat on Jack’s leg while he was drinking his second pint of beer. You even smiled as you noticed that your baby started imitating him with the milk bottle that Jack held to his mouth.

Brahms Heelshire:

Brahms was happy to hear the news and he smiled when he saw the baby. He begged you to let him hold him and was thrilled when you agreed. He took the baby in his arms gently and smiled softly at the baby in his arms before carrying him to his bedroom.

Brahms then proceeded to give him a full tour and show the baby all of his toys and plushies. He then set the baby down in front of his pile of favourite plushies. The baby chose one and started drooling on it enthusiastically.

The plushie was the baby’s first gift.

And years later, your baby would know and remember the nice masked man who had given him that plushie. Brahms stayed alongside you and watched the baby grow. They played and had much fun together. And even when your baby became an adult, Brahms kept watching over him…to the very end.

Freddy Krueger:

You actually just dumped your baby in Freddy’s arms and left. Both the baby and Freddy stared at each other in surprise before Freddy looked back up at you.

"What ? No no no. Hey ! Get back here ! Get that thang away from me !" He shouted, but you ignored him. You knew that Freddy didn’t like babies, but you had no choice. He was the closest to you and you had things to do.

Freddy sighed in defeat when he saw that you weren’t coming back before looking down at the baby who was staring at him with those weird big baby eyes…Freddy was crept out and scared.

"Whatcha lookin’ at, ya lil’ shit ?"

The baby grinned and even laughed. Freddy raised his eyes to the sky and shook his head in disbelief.

"Great. Now, even the baby’s makin’ fun of my ol’ ass…" He sighed.

"Ass !"

Freddy was stunned when he heard that word out of nowhere. Who the heck said that ? He then had a frightening thought and looked down at the baby who was still staring at him with that wide innocent smile. He scoffed and shook his head in disbelief. Yeah right…As if. He even thought he had imagined it for a second before the baby spoke again.

"Ass !"

Freddy’s eyes widened.

Oh shit…

You were gonna kill him. But, since he was already one foot in the coffin…He grinned down at the baby.

"Yeah. That’s right. Ass. Now, let’s see if you can say tits, yeah ? Come on. Repeat after Uncle Freddy. Tits."

[rherlotshadow]

Glistening red berries of Arum maculatum, commonly known as cuckoo pint, jack-in-the-pulpit, wild arum, lords-and-ladies... Poisonous in every part. 

[writers-potion]

Plant Symbolisms 🌱🌿🪴

Flora have a special corner in literature.

Starting from the Greco-Roman period when certain plants were representative of gods (like olive trees for Athena), plants have meant more than just a source of food or pleasure.

Lotus - Symbol of creation, rebirth, and the sun. The blue lotus represents spiritual enlightenment, while the white lotus symbolizes purity.

Papyrus - Represents prosperity, growth, and regeneration, often associated with the Nile River and the goddess Isis.

Mandrake - Associated with love, fertility, and aphrodisiac properties.

Poppy - Symbol of sleep, healing, and regeneration, often associated with the god of sleep, Hypnos.

Rose - Represents love, beauty, and the goddess Aphrodite.

Jasmine - Symbol of sensuality, love, and spiritual growth.

Palm - Represents victory, triumph, and eternal life, often associated with the god Osiris.

Acacia - Symbolizes resurrection and the afterlife, linked to the god Osiris and the Tree of Life.

Cornflower - Represents fertility, abundance, and regeneration.

Anemone - Symbol of protection, healing, and renewal.

Anemone, garden: Forsaken.

Almond, flowering: Hope.

Balm: Sympathy.

Bamboo: The emblem of Buddha. The seven-knotted bamboo denotes the seven degrees of initiation and invocation in Buddhism.

Bay leaf: I change but in death.

Bell flower, white: Gratitude.

Bluebell: Constancy.

Broken flower: A life terminated, mortality.

Buttercup: Cheerfulness.

Calla lily: Symbolises marriage.

Campanula: Gratitude.

Carnation, red: Beauty always new

Chrysanthemum: I love.

Clover, white: Think of me.

Clover, four-leaved: Be mine.

Cinquefoil: maternal affection, beloved daughter.

Convolvulus, major: Extinguished hopes or eternal sleep.

Coreopsis, Arkansa: Love at first sight.

Crocus: Youthful gladness.

Cuckoo Pint: Ardour.

Cypress tree: Designates hope.

Daffodil: Death of youth, desire, art, grace, beauty, deep regard.

Daisy: Innocence of child, Jesus the Infant, youth, the Son righteousness, gentleness, purity of thought.

Daisy, garden: I share your sentiment.

Dead leaves: Sadness, melancholy.

Dogwood: Christianity, divine sacrifice, triumph of eternal life, resurrection.

Fern: Sincerity, sorrow.

Figs, Pineapples: Prosperity, eternal life.

Fleur-de-lis: Flame, passion, ardour, mother.

Flower: frailty of life.

Forget-me-not: Remembrance / true love.

Furze or Gorse: Enduring affection.

Grapes: represent Christ.

Grapes and leaves: Christian faith.

Harebell: Grief.

Hawthorn: Hope, merriness, springtime.

Heartsease or Pansy: I am always thinking of you.

Holly: Foresight.

Honeysuckle: Bonds of love, generosity and devoted affection.

Honesty: Sincerity.

Ivy: Memory, immortality, friendship, fidelity, faithfulness, undying affection, eternal life, marriage.

Jonquil: “I hope for a return of affection.”

Lalla: Beauty, marriage.

Laurel leaves: Special achievement, distinction, success, triumph.

Marigold: Grief or despair.

Morning glory: Resurrection, mourning, youth, farewell, brevity of life, departure, mortality.

Mystic rose: Mother.

*some of these flower symbols have Greek or Roman origins but were also used in ancient Egyptian culture.

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🖱️References

https://www.proflowers.com/blog/plant-symbolism-guide

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/396668679699365428/

https://lilysflorist.com/blog/the-symbolism-of-flowers-in-literature-and-poetry-a-look-at-the-hidden-meanings-of-blooms-in-classic-texts/#:~:text=Rose%20%2D%20Represents%20love%2C%20beauty%2C,and%20the%20Tree%20of%20Life.

[geminiwaterwitch]

Oracle Card Readings: What's On Your Mind?

... for air signs:

flax reversed: feeling uneasy, off kilter, seperated from the rest of humanity. something small and seemingly unimportant has thrown you off course. it takes only an equally small adjustment to put you back on the right course again.

... for earth signs:

cuckoo pint reversed: disharmony, an inability to connect. toxic people and words have been affecting you. cut the poison out and harmony will return once again.

... for water signs:

agrimony: liberation - the sad times are over, and you are ready to let go of thoughts, feelings & connections that are no longer serving you. you are about to start afresh and begin a new journey.

... for fire signs:

lady's mantle reversed: you have an opportunity for growth in front of you. you have a gift for turning straw into gold, and are using your circumstances to better yourself.

[dansnaturepictures]

15th April 2024: Bright green leaves and a carpet of dandelions out the front, Canada Goose and bluebells on my lunch time walk at Lakeside, camellia in the garden and view and Great Crested Grebe chicks at Lakeside.

A beautiful softly singing Blackcap in vegetation and Speckled Wood towards the end of the walk, Lesser Black-backed Gull with their sunshine yellow legs glowing in the sun, Blackbird and Starling at Lakeside and home, Robin, House Sparrow at home, cuckooflower, cuckoo-pint and garlic mustard were other key species today.

[merryfortune]

After the End of Another Long Day

Day 5: Before the Beginning | After the End

Title: After the End of Another Long Day

Ship: Ariane/Arianna

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! TCG

Rating: T

Word Count: 1,210

Tags: Not Canon Compliant, Crushes

   It was yet again after the end of another long day of working at the Silver Castle but there was no winding down of all the work there was still so much to do - and even more had been made thanks to the day previous.

   Arianna sighed exhaustedly as she trailed through the halls, collecting the bits and bobs which had decidedly not survived the Lady Knight… Nor Lady Labyrnth, for that matter. More Lady Labyrnth, actually. She was a far more destructive force than the half-pint paladin. Which, to the maids, like Arianna and by extension, Ariane, made the latter was actually so much more annoying than the former because at least the Lady Knight didn’t break her - their? - toys. The traps kind of belonged to the whole castle after all.

   Or should if she (and Ariane) were going to have tidy up afterwards all the time.

   Speaking of Ariane, Arianna turned her head and yup, sure enough, there she was… Arianna tutted and shook her head. She so did not understand where Ariane got all her energy. Look at her go! Cleaning and and racing through the halls, doing her best to not make waste in her haste but if Arianna inspected Ariane’s work more closely… Sigh. Okay, it was pretty good.

   “I don’t know how you do it.” Arianna lamented.

   “Do what?” Ariane asked, she blinked owlishly, sideways, of course. She was a Fiend, after all. A humanish looking one, yes, but a Fiend, nonetheless. Hence the eyes… and the tail. And the pointed ears.

   “That.” Arianna huffed. “Let’s just move on. We’ve done our best. Lady Labyrnth can take care of the rest since this is her pet project. We have silver to polish and ugh… Floors to mop. It never ends!”

   “No, no it does not.” Ariane giggled.

   She joined up with Arianna and they stood side by side. Ariane smiled cheerfully and it honestly annoyed Arianna. Ariane was so bright and energetic, she was a perfect match to this labyrinth but once people entered, they never left. It was called a labyrinth for a reason!

   Arianna considered herself far too low energy, low blood pressured to live, survive, or thrive in this castle. It was a high paced environment! The work never ended! She never really thought through her position to willfully join up to work as a demoness’ minion through. Cleaning was her forte, and it did pay well despite the hellish and hectic hours, but everything else was a punishment.

   Ugh. Seriously. Why couldn’t humans leave them alone?

   Well, it was just that human who couldn’t leave them alone. The 

   At least she had met Ariane through it. The similarity of their names was a merely a coincidence but once which amused them both. It helped to break the ice, gave them something to bond over as they had both started on the same day in their infernal contract of maidly duties.

   That was what…? A hundred days ago? A hundred months ago? Maybe even a hundred years ago? Arianna had no idea. Time flowed differently. There was a reason the cuckoo clocks were a little bit crazy. They certainly weren’t keeping the time as they should be but there were distinct cycles of day and night, destruction and creation respectively. There was never a dull moment but at this point, Arianna was begging for one.

   She wouldn’t know what she would do if she, and any of the other eccentric inhabitants of the castle, were freed of the contracts, the traps, and labyrinths but she hoped Arianna would be there for her. She had grown quite fond of the girl. They were like chalk and cheese in temperament but that’s why they got along, Arianna thought - and why her heart had become a little too fond of her.

   At least there was plenty of time to spend with her.

   Whether it was at the end of the day or the end of time, there was still silver to clean and floors to mop. They shared quarters, too, for better or for worse. Arianna liked the girl a lot but she did snore. Very loudly. 

   However, until they could get back to their quarters, there were chores to finish and more excitingly, meals to eat. Until then, the pair of maids were plopped down on the floor, back to back, their flouncy skirts not touching nor their tails with drawers upon drawers of silver to polish. 

   (Honestly, Lady Labrynth had quite a fetish for silver…)

   Rag in hand, her focus was totally pinpointed to the back of the spoon. Arianna was determined she would not stop until she could see her reflection in the back of this spoon. As distorted as it was. Ariane, meanwhile, well, she was doing her job and as efficiently as she could but she didn’t quite have the singleminded focus that Arianna had.

   Hence why her voice sang out after quite some time at work, “The Lady Knight did well today, didn’t she?” Ariane mused.

   “Yeah, she did.” Arianna replied. Her brows furrowed, she polished harder.

   “Do you think she works hard because she wants to impress Lady Labyrnth?” Ariane asked. More rhetorical than anything else.

   Even so, despite sensing this in the way Ariane’s voice flowed, Arianna piped up with, “Everyone wants to impress Lady Labrynth. Is that not we’re here? Polishing her silver in anticipation of her nightly feast… Assuming she’s not too busy in her lab, tinkering with her new traps.”

   “True.” Ariane giggled. “But I meant more like… How we want to impress each other, how we admire each other…”

   Arianna blushed. Ariane’s voice turned both silky and sultry. It sent a shiver down her spine. Ariane’s tail bobbed up and down, slowly but surely, as nonchalantly as possible, curled around Arianna’s. A touch here and a touch there, nothing entwining - not yet at least.

   “Well, maybe. I don’t know. The Lady Knight never speaks, we don’t even know her name and she’s raided us countless times!” huffed Arianna, getting worked up just from having Arianna’s tail so close to her own.

   “True, true.” Ariane continued to giggle.

   “And I don’t like you like that!” Arianna denied. “You are a friend, colleague, and housemate. Nothing more.” 

   The tips of her ears burned. She was lying, bald-faced, and quite poorly at that. They both knew it but here’s the thing. Ariane would be even more unbearable than she currently was if she knew the full depth of how much Arianna liked her, how fond she was of her. The teasing would simply never end. 

   “Sure, sure, whatever you say, Anna.” Ariane said, sing-song.

   “Arianna! You know I don’t like being called Anna for short!” Ariane huffed.

   “Aww, but it's cute.” Ariane jeered. “And you could call me Ari for short, that’s cute too, isn’t it?”

   It was. But Arianna wasn’t going to admit it. This was just a spoonful of what would happen if she were to confess her feelings but what they had presently… It was pleasant. Palpable.

   Ari’s tail entwined with Anna’s as they continued to go through all the silver they had to polish ahead of the dinner they would have with each other, and Lady Labrynth, too. If she made it on time.

[lost-harts]

April 2024

[theweeowlart]

⭐️New Listing!⭐️ A new flower drawing has been added to my shop! Lords-and-ladies AKA cuckoo pint. A plant with two great names! It's a shade-loving tuberous perennial, native to UK woodlands and hedgerows. Everything in this listing is just £35☺️👇 Original drawing mixed media - flowers https://etsy.me/44KbtZL via @Etsy

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[silasbug]

actual journal entry because i didn't actually mean to write a whole weird mess about my mental state, but i did. it's helped.

went for a walk with a friend to pick some Solomon's Seal (Polygonatum multiflorum) and Lily of the Valley (Convallaria majalis), found a nice Cuckoo-pint (Arum maculatum) as well. bonus picture of Greater Stitchwort from last week (Stellaria holostea). we sat in the fields and had some vegan chocolate caramel cookies with a cup of earl grey each. it was really nice.

i haven't doodled on actual paper in a while, missed it, tried it, and i just. i tried to zoom in. i literally put my grubby little fingers on the damn paper. made the zoom in motion. i'm still trying to emotionally recover from that, ha. but! i missed drawing on paper. it feels so much more intuitive and i think it looks better. (besides the obvious mistakes i can't fix because.. ballpoint).

a coursemate sent me a message? just... asking how i'm doing? i'm really confused because i haven't made any friends at Uni and people don't typically just.. text me. i sat next to him during Law I twice last semester. we talked about LotR. he seems like an absolute sweetheart. also shy. likes to garden. i get really, really good vibes from him. (grain of salt, i am a bad judge of character). being the shy little bug that i am i never approached or sat next to him again because i don't like to impose on others, but. we sat together again last thursday and he seemed happy about it? we talked throughout the breaks and it was really nice. i don't want to get my hopes up because i just came to terms with being the awkward outsider again, but.. i may make a friend after all? or at least have someone i can say "hi" to in the halls.

i've been loving on my ukulele. it's not good and it sounds like shit but i am having a lot of fun with it. finding new songs i can sing along to (who knew that, if i pitched it right, i actually sound kind of good singing "Call Me When You're Sober"? not me) and taking it outside at night to my favorite bench in the fields. it was raining heavily the other night, but i went out when (i thought!) it finally stopped. as i was walking the sky broke over my head. it was amazing. i got absolutely soaked by the time i found a pavilion to wait it out under but, god. that was fun.

[geeoharee]

I've never seen the fruit of a titan arum! It looks just like a cuckoo-pint arum but massive!

Hooray plants!

Pair of Endangered Corpse Flowers Defy Odds to Bloom at Same Time–Now Bearing 700 Seeds https://www.goodnewsnetwork.org/pair-of-endangered-corpse-flowers-defy-odds-to-bloom-at-same-time-now-bearing-700-seeds/