Black Raspberry at Scarborough Bluffs/ July 25, 2019

You cannot find any fresher fruit that the black raspberries that I enjoyed today at the Bluffs on this sunny and 25 degree morning.

Black Raspberry (Rubus occidentalis)

Just remember to wait until, the fruit is black as the red ones are not yet ripe.

Black Raspberry (Rubus occidentalis)

Other botany:

Chicory (Cichorium intybus)
Curled Dock (Rumex crispus)
Black Walnut (Juglans nigra)
Purple-flowering Raspberry (with bee) Rubus odorata
Daisy Fleabane (Erigeron annuus)
Red-osier Dogwood (Cornus sericea)
Buffalo-berry (Shepherdia canadensis)
Buffalo-berry (Shepherdia canadensis)
Field Sow-thistle (Sonchus arvensis)
Canada Thistle with Monarch (Cirsium arvense)
Canada Thistle (Cirsium arvense)

Despite today’s date, this is “Late” Goldenrod.

Late Goldenrod (Solidago gigantea)

On May 16, in the middle of migration, we had 64 bird species here.

Today’s species list: double-crested cormorant, turkey vulture, ring-billed gull, herring gull, common tern, Caspian tern, mourning dove, downy woodpecker, bank swallow, black-capped chickadee, Carolina wren, warbling vireo, house sparrow, red-winged blackbird, brown-headed cowbird, northern cardinal, indigo bunting, American goldfinch, song sparrow. (19 species)

Brown-headed Cowbird (juvenile)
Brown-headed Cowbird (juvenile)
Ring-billed Gull
Ring-billed Gull
Hundreds of gulls and a few Cormorants feeding from a fish school just under the surface

Park scenes:

This morning’s group:

NATURE POETRY

Blest Spirit of Calm that dwellest in these woods!
Thou art a part of that serene repose
That ofttimes lingers in the solitudes
Of my lone heart, when the tumultuous throes
Of some vast Grief have borne me to the earth.
For I have fought with Sorrow face to face;
Have tasted of the cup that brings to some
A frantic madness and delirious mirth,
But prayed and trusted for the light to come,
To break the gloom and darkness of the place.
Through the dim aisles the sunlight penetrates,
And nature’s self rejoices; heaven’s light
Comes down into my heart, and in its might
My soul stands up and knocks at God’s own temple-gates.  – Charles Sangster

Miles Hearn

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