Some of these images were done quite some time ago and have been waiting to get their goodnight flower moment. Some no longer appeal to me as much as they did when I first made them, while others have improved with time. In some instances (and this is one of them) I think I’d like to go back and rework an image. For now, though it will stand as is: I’m tired and I hear a pillow calling my name.
I tend to confuse geraniums and pelargoniums and I have to look them up frequently. I believe this is the Geranium x magnificum, also called the Purple Cranesbill. Having again looked things up I’m certain it is a Geranium and not a Pelargonium,
Oh, and talk about confusing, get this: the Pelargonium’s common name is geranium, while the Geranium’s common name is cranesbill. Oh … but the Pelargonium also has the common name storksbills … or pelargonium.
Yeah, it leaves me scratching my head!
Purple Geranium (II), 11.20.17
Purple Geranium (I), 11.20.17
This is another flower from yesterday’s little trek to the Santa Cruz Mountains to coach some super oboists. I was surprised to see the camp full of what I think of as “city flowers”. I found very few that seemed like the typical Santa Cruz natives. Maybe I’m just clueless about what grows naturally there, though. I suppose I should read up on that.
Thinking of our very little time together, I only wish I could have had a few days with the musicians rather than a few hours: I like getting to know students a bit more so we have a connection. The great thing, though, is that all three are studying with excellent instructors (all of whom I know — one I’ve known for over forty years, believe it or not!). An oboist without a private instructor is like … well … a day without chocolate.
Okay … walk time. I hope you enjoy this colorful geranium.
Salmon Geranium, 8.11.15
Goodnight Flower Time (and still looking at 2012 Portland pix)