Some plants in the rainforest are paying a price for their excesses during our recent stint of warm, sunny weather. The devil’s club bushes that expanded their platter-like leaves too fast and too far lay spewed open by yesterday’s windstorm. Three little bags of rain cling to a now horizontal limb. One rain is coalesced around a thorn that has pierced through it without shattering the surface tension. I see the dog and I reflected in another of the sacks.
The columbines came through the storm without harm. Their flowers must have swayed gently as the surrounding goat’s beard plants absorbed the brunt of the wind. Few drops of rain cling to enhance their beauty. They don’t need more to attract than their pagoda shaped blossoms.