Once, when my brother Philip was visiting my sister Vera in California, he asked her the names of the flowers in her back yard. Vera said she didn’t know, and Phil was shocked. How could she not name her own plants? Well, Vera explained, she didn’t care what they were called. She just liked looking at them.
Naming things seems to be very important to the English. When I was a child growing up there, I did my best to remember the names of plants and trees for school tests and for Girl Guide badges. As I recall, many people there took great pride in their ability to name all sorts of things. In fact, colonial Brits, when they went to foreign lands, gave names to mountains, lakes, and rivers even though the locals already had perfectly good methods by which to identify them.
When I was walking with Jamie yesterday along the promenade beside the North Saskatchewan River in Edmonton, I was delighted by all the lovely flowers there. I asked Jamie if they knew what they were called and, just like their Aunt Vera, Jamie said: “I have no idea.” That conversation led to this blog post and my attempt to name some of the plants we saw after we took a ride in the funicular down to the river valley.
Following the construction of the award-winning funicular in Edmonton, the surrounding area was restored with landscaping using plants that are native to the area. These plants have now become well-established and were in full bloom yesterday.
With the help of Google, I have tried to identify them and I have put here their common names. However, some I am not sure of and there is one that I could not name. If you can help in identifying them, that will be appreciated. You may have to find a British person or a Girl Guide to help you, though.
Alongside the path on the north side of the North Saskatchewan River are lampposts on which are plaques with the words of Poems For A Small Park by E.D. Blodgett. Two of those plaques are shown above. The poems were written in the languages spoken during Edmonton’s early days – English, French, Cree, Chinese, Ukrainian, and a Métis dialect.
This video shows the view from the lookout at the bottom of the funicular.
Haven’t the foggiest of the names. Hard enough for me trying to figure out what I’ve got growing in my own garden.
Looks like a grey day in your neck of the woods.
But, Ark! I was sure you would know! 🙂
Yes, we have been and are having lots of cloudy rainy days. A few thunderstorms here and there, too.
I’m no botanist. I’ve had to do the Googly thing for some of the plants in my garden, and there are any number of shrubs etc whose name and species still evades me.
I might have had a better shot at your photos if you’d featured insects.
Supposed to be winter down here …. yet, wall to wall blue and a pleasant 23c.
I did try very hard to take a picture of a bee but it was too flighty for me.
It’s 10c here right now with a fog warning. That is really odd because we very rarely have fog so I’m wondering what is causing it.
Now you think I’m clued up on meteorology?
I haven’t the foggiest idea about that either.
I don’t know, but I kind of feel OK about that now. 🙂
Haha. Knowing what we don’t know is to be applauded!
What a good post! Great photos! 😀
Thanks, Jamie! It was a lovely walk.
The one in the middle with green and purple leaves is Virginia creeper. The yellow flower that looks like a kind of wild snapdragon is butter and eggs.
Love this post, blog, whatever. I also love Vera’s comments regarding her plants! Sunny here in San Jose. Might get to 80 degrees but that is Fahrenheit. 🙂
I’m glad you enjoyed this, Mary Beth.
80F is about 27C, so that’s getting quite warm for this early in the day!
I had to do a flower collection in secondary school. For some reason I could never remember the names of the flowers. A friend’s mother had to help me with my collection.
It is really comforting to know I am in such good company.
What appealing names. I particularly like butter and eggs. Tansy (a dancing name, don’t you think?) is used in Tansy cakes.
I like butter-and-eggs, too. I had never heard of them until now. I also had never heard of Tansy cakes. Do they taste good? Tansy sounds like a fairy to me.
Someone gave me a tansy cake but I didn’t specially like the taste. She said it was an old English recipe. Now I’ve Googled it and learn that it’s toxic!!
O-oh. There has to be a difference between the tansy flower and the tansy cake.
Edit to add: I just checked it out and, in case any readers are thinking of cooking with tansy, I would advise against it. It is poisonous in large quantities and can cause discomfort in even small quantities.
My English acquaintance used maybe a teaspoon in the mix. Now I know there’s a reason why tansy leaves are not in our shops. Second thoughts, maybe she was trying to poison me.
haha. Kill or cure, right?
I think the unidentified one is a Canadian thistle flower growing through a different plant
Thank you so much! I will check that out.