Showing posts with label Bluebells. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bluebells. Show all posts

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Bluebells & Whitebells North Fife

Bluebells, this year there seems to be a lovely profusion, certainly over the last week or so they have taken my eye. Amongst them there are Whitebells which to be honest I've not noticed before

Hyacinthoides non-scripta (formerly Endymion non-scriptus or Scilla non-scripta) is a bulbous perennial plant, found in Atlantic areas from north-western Spain to the British Isles, and also frequently used as a garden plant. It is known in English as the common bluebell or simply bluebell, a name which is used in Scotland to refer to the harebell, Campanula rotundifolia. In spring, H. non-scripta produces a nodding, one-sided inflorescence of 5–12 tubular, sweet-scented violet–blue flowers, with strongly recurved tepals, and 3–6 long, linear, basal leaves.

H. non-scripta is particularly associated with ancient woodland where it may dominate the understorey to produce carpets of violet–blue flowers in "bluebell woods", but also occurs in more open habitats in western regions. It is protected under UK law, and in some other parts of its range. A related species, H. hispanica has also been introduced to the British Isles and hybridises with H. non-scripta to produce intermediates known as H. × massartiana.
The white variety have no name that I can find, a genetic malfunction though there are a lot of them about.
Also, as white became my focus this white Campion  caught my attention.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Bluebells North Fife

Today I visited Dundee,City of Discovery. seen here from North Fife looking over The River Tay.

 The day has been blessed with continual sunshine magnifying the presence of flowers of all kinds.

Oilseed Rape, Gorse, Bluebells and trees of many varieties.



 A fabulous stand of wild native Bluebells along a roadside giving off a strong perfume in the shafts of sunlight filtering through the mature trees which form an avenue of olfactory and visual delight.



Not so good if you suffer from Hay fever.



A very worn out Queen Bumblebee, not having a long enough proboscis for bluebells and other flowers pierce a hole at the base of the flowers to drink nectar. She later half buzzed down into the grass and roosted, tired, intoxicated or both, who can tell.