Quotes About Flora

I began to settle down. The sun was low, the light rosy, the scrubby flora a parched, iridescent silver. The emptiness of the desert felt biblical, as if nothing had ever happened there—as if all of history were yet to come.

But a male tree produces only small, well-behaved flowers—that is, if your definition of well behaved includes spewing plant sperm into the air for weeks on end.

A century after its introduction, Eucalyptus stelloleta, a tree planted worldwide for lumber and ornamental purposes, supports only one species in California but 48 species of insects in its Australian homeland according to D. Strong and colleagues.

The Bertam palm of Malaysia, for example, bears large flowers that exude a sugar-rich nectar. This nectar spontaneously ferments to produce a pungent beverage with some 3.8 percent alcohol by volume (ABV), which is about the strength of the beer traditionally served in British pubs.

As we delight in the strange and exotic beauty of orchid flowers, it is salutary to reflect that we are, in essence, looking at their genitalia.

I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds and bowers, Of April, May, of June, and July-flowers...

On the whole, April ritualised femininity, but with somewhat plebeian connotations (Ceres, Flora, the Erycine Venus and probably Virile Fortuna as well).

Personality is the one thing we cannot control in our manipulations of Shadow. In fact, it is the means by which we can tell one another from the shadows of ourselves. This is why Flora could not decide about me for so long, back on the Shadow Earth: my new personality was sufficiently different.

Flora shook her head. I have decided that it is improbable that she will answer the door.

That night Flora wanted to eat watermelon.

At every step the prospect ahead grew more enchanting with added detail of crenellated crags and lichen-patterned stone. Now a mountain laurel glossy above the dogwood's dusty silver leaves, now a dark slit between two rocks where maidenhair fern trembled like green lace.

She turned back to inspect a bank of greens: olive, jade, leaf, kiwi, lime, a silver-green like the back of birch leaves, a bright pistachio.

26. Plants do not actually sleep. Nor do they lie or even bluff. They do, however, expose their genitalia.

If I'm honest, the thing I am proudest of is my varieties of wild flowers in the hay meadow.

Of the twelve minor flamines, whose recruitment was open to plebeians, we know only those of Vulcan, Volturnus, Palatua (the local goddess of the Palatine), Furrina (another local goddess, but of a sacred wood on the Janiculum), Flora, Carmenta (the 'Prophetess'), Portunus, Falacer (?) and Pomona.

Bats and birds taken from those mountains

Gnarled olive trees covered the hills with their dusky foliage, fruit hung golden in the orchard, and great scarlet anemones fringed the roadside, while beyond green slopes and craggy heights, the Maritime Alps rose sharp and white against the blue Italian sky.

Knowst thou the land where the lemon trees bloom,Where the gold orange glows in the deep thicket's gloom,Where a wind ever soft from the blue heaven blows,And the groves are of laurel and myrtle and rose?

Strolling on, it seems to me that the strangeness and wonder of existence are emphasized here, in the desert, by the comparative sparsity of the flora and fauna: life not crowded upon life as in other places but scattered abroad in spareness and simplicity, with a generous gift of space for each herb and brush and tree, each stem of grass, so that the living organism stands out bold and brave and vivid against the lifeless sand and barren rock.

There are characteristics of Central Florida you don't see anywhere else. It's quite beautiful.

I like North Florida because it's much wilder than the rest of the state.

You think of the rainforest as this incredibly abundant place of fauna and animals and flora. This great, rich wilderness. And yet it is such a biological battlefield in which everything is competing.

AMNICOLIST  (AMNI'COLIST)   n.s.[amnicola, Lat.] Inhabiting near a river.D.

At the edges, near the tracks, tall weeds have taken over -- tough plants with stringy stalks, small leaves, and compact flowers. Designed to waste energy on nothing but getting their blooms up toward the sun.