#silky dogwood

[julianplum]

Sketchbook snippets!! I'm working on like four projects at once right now and they are all due in the next two weeks and I might die but that's okay bc I get to paint acorns.

[vandaliatraveler]

Where it narrows and plummets through a steep gorge at Valley Falls State Park, the Tygart Valley River has broken the Connoquenessing sandstone through which it passes into massive, jumbled slabs. In the margins of these wrecked pillars, where sediment and fine sand wash out, a great diversity of life has sprung up. The river is both destroyer and creator, more powerful and relentless than any god man has dreamed up.

From top: royal fern (Osmunda regalis var. spectabilis), a water-loving beauty that clumps in the nooks between the boulders; the elegant tassel rue (Trauvetteria carolinensis), with its sharply-lobed, palmate leaves; yellow star grass (Hypoxis hirsuta), whose six-petaled flowers and delicate, grass-like leaves are quite attractive; American water willow (Justicia americana), whose creeping rhizomes allow the plant to form extensive colonies at the edges of streams and rivers; silky dogwood (Cornus amomum), a thicket-forming wetlands lover; and ebony spleenwort (Asplenium platyneuron), easily identified by its brown stem.

[catwouthats]

There are actually many grasses/plants that make them sick! Farmers have to make sure those weeds aren’t growing.

The floor is just as much food to us as it is to them.

We have dandelions, broadleaf plantain, violets (but only the ones native to the Americas are edible), clover, mallow, mint, Onion grass, Creeping Charlie (my fav for a spice), chickweed, and then a shit ton of grasses native to America are edible.

Now go forth and forage!

[snekdood]

stg europeans coming here saw cool native plants that looked similar to the ones in europe and decided they were shittier and less pretty for no fuckin reason. like why tf is lesser celandine everywhere when marsh marigold looks LITERALLY THE EXACT FUCKIN SAME.

[anik]

plant ids from today

common pitcherplant / round leaf sundew / boneset / silky dogwood / peatmoss / water hemlock / white camas / sensitive fern

[writhe]

it got hot in the meadow after a rainy cool day ft. silky dogwood & oysters (???)

[coldbrewcatcafe]

silky dogwood berries

[ramshacklefey]

If you have no grass: touch sand, touch dirt, touch rock.

Touch anything that says the planet exists and you are part of it and there is a world outside your house and outside the internet and there is sun and there is rain and there are animals and bugs and other living things on the planet. Touch wind, touch snow, touch night air filled with fireflies and sounds of crickets.

Touch rough bark and smooth ice and sharp thorn and the oddly stiffsmooth feather you found on the ground. Touch pavement hot from sun. Running water, standing water, warm puddle evaporating after summer thunder. Touch soft bumblebee slow and clumsy from fall nights and funny tickling legs of ants (be gentle, they are friends).

Touch dry leaf crackly on the ground. Touch dead leaf soggy in the rain. Green leaf. Flower petal silky soft. Stupid arbor vitae needles.

Lamp post peeling paint telephone pole concrete wire fence (not electric) gravel street sign brick wall park bench fire hydrant garden hose sprinkler.

Cactus (careful!) tumbleweed moss oak elm maple pine birch walnut forsythia lilac dogwood mulberry chestnut dandelion ragweed (open dry pod filled with silk) reeds bamboo cattail sumac jewelweed daisy tulip daffodil.

Dog horse sheep goat cow cat chicken duck (ask first).

Open arms face turned to sun rain snow sleet wind.

Touch the world.

People will tell me to Touch Grass and I am just like "I live in the FUCKING desert what grass????"

[whatsbloomingnow]

Silky Dogwood (Cornus amomum ssp. obliqua (Raf.) J.S. Wilson)

Cornaceae (Dogwood Family) Synonym(s): Kinnikinnik, Pale Dogwood, Red Willow, Silky Cornel, Swamp Dogwood Base Flower Color: Green, WhiteReproductive Phenology: May, Jun, Jul For more information about this plant, Click Here.

[rabbitinthemeadow]

A quiet invocation, surrendering in loam // Part 2

[dendroica]

Silky Dogwood, Cornus amomum (by me)

[dmardsanddaisies]

🌳💧☀️💚

[vandaliatraveler]

You know it's autumn when . . . you spot the gorgeous white berries of gray dogwood (Cornus racemosa), also referred to as northern swamp dogwood and panicle dogwood. Gray dogwood is one of two local Cornus species (the other being red osier dogwood) with white berries. Gray dogwood is a mounding, suckering shrub found in bottomland forests at lower elevations, especially along streams and riverbanks. Red osier has a similar shrubby stature but prefers higher elevation forests. Silky dogwood is yet another shrubby member of genus Cornus and lives in the same habitat as gray dogwood, but has blue (rather than white) berries.

[theladyofbloodshed]

Can we just take a moment to appreciate some of these Eris scenes

Only Beron was stupid enough to scoff. Eris was just angling his body in his chair - blocking the path to his mother.

A good mama's boy

But as Eris strode by … I could have sworn there was something like sadness—like regret, as he glanced to Lucien.

Who loves his brother

I opened my mouth, but a gag of fire shoved its way between my lips. It didn't burn, but was hot enough to tell me it would if Eris willed it. Equal bands of flame wrapped around my wrists, my ankles.

KINKY

Their father didn't bother to check them. But Eris did. A step behind his father, Eris murmured, "Enough," and his younger brothers fell into line. All three of them.

The dominance.

As Eris's livid face emerged from my net of flame, glowing like a new-forged god of wrath, Lucien and I brought down the cave ceiling.

Looking like a god????

Amid the pink and white blossoms, the cold-faced Autumn Court heir looked truly faerie—as if he’d stepped out of the tree, and his one and only master was the earth itself.

This man is so powerful

Out of a rip in the world, Eris appeared atop our knoll, clad head to toe in silver armor, a red cape spilling from his shoulders. Eris just rested a hand on the pommel of his fine sword and said, “We thought you might need some help.”

Coming to their aid in the war and looking sexy?

Eris had done it as a gesture of good faith. He’d invited Rhysand into his mind to see exactly why he’d convinced Keir to indefinitely delay his visit to Velaris. Only Eris had that sort of sway with the power-hungry Keir, and whatever Eris had offered Keir in exchange for not coming here was still a mystery. At least to Cassian. Rhys probably knew. From Mor’s pale face, he wondered if she knew, too. Eris must have sacrificed something big to spare Mor from her father’s visit.

what is this man's power. seriously???

No, Eris was their ally. Rhys had bargained with him, worked with him. Eris had held up his end at every turn. Rhys trusted him. Mor, despite all that had happened, trusted him

A snake but a trustworthy one

“Are you talking about me, or the brute beside you?” a deep, smooth voice said from the shadows of a budding dogwood.

Besides the silky red hair and muscled body, you're telling me Eris had a deep, smooth voice too and Nesta still picked cassian???

Eris was reading a book by the roaring fire, an ankle crossed over a knee, as if his presence here were nothing unusual. As if he hadn’t been kidnapped, enchanted, and manipulated by a vengeful queen and a death-lord.

Kidnapped by an immortal, tortured by his father, just chilling in the hewn city like it's nothing out of the ordinary for eris vanserra

[lorienfae]

The wind ran away with dogwood, fluttering the flattering dress of petal silkiness, bird cackle playing soundtrack. Each gust — a twirling megalopolis.

My hair pled unruly witness, strand by strand, like a faceless entity in a crowd waving arms, windmill style, trying to get a scintilla of attention. Raw. Undone.

I let it billow. Pretended I was awash in sweet melancholy of a misty coastline, sweeping over the senses, stealing into the pastel reverie, palette smeared into my cheek with a slight tint of rouge. I could almost taste

bare sand with bare feet, playful toes drawing shapes in the peace.

I brushed off whiffs of siren legends and sea captains, trailed the surface of the waves with memory and fantasy, drifting in the essence. For a bit.

Until the wind slapped my collarbone rather rudely, a reminder to get back to work.

© Anna S., 2022

[missouri-witchcraft]

Dogwood Associations & Correspondences

The Missouri State Arboreal Emblem (cough, the State Tree) is the flowering dogwood (cornus florida).

Other dogwoods that make an appearance in Missouri include the cornus alternifolia (alternate-leaved/pagoda dogwood, green osier), the cornus amomum (silky dogwood, red willow, silky cornel, kinnikinnick, squawbush), the cornus drummondii (rough-leaved dogwood), the cornus foemina (stiff/swamp dogwood), and the cornus racemosa (gray/northern swamp/panicle dogwood).

ASSOCIATIONS

Animals

dog

Comets & Planets

Jupiter (cornelian cherry)

Mars

Moon

Pluto

Deities & Figures

Consus (Roman)

Cú Chulainn (Irish)

Diana (Roman)

Svarog (Slavic)

Elements

air

earth

fire

Entities

ancestors

Kranaia (Greek)

Holidays

Beltane

Midsummer’s Eve

Ostara

Summer Solstice

Zodiac Signs

Pisces

CORRESPONDENCES

affection

attraction

banishing

boundaries

comfort

confidence

confidence in meetings

consecration

creativity

defense

desire

divination

fertility

fidelity [especially leaves]

good health

guarding personal books

guarding private letters [oil]

happiness

healing

healing dogs

healing emotions

health

heroism

inspiration

keeping writings secret

love [especially leaves]

love divination

loyalty [especially leaves]

manifestation

miracles

passion

physical healing

privacy [leaves]

protection [especially leaves, sap, wood]

renewal

secrets [especially leaves]

sexual attraction

strength

trust [bark, branches]

will

wishes [especially sap]