Bromeliad Imperialis, Dead

Lost a favored plant yesterday, a Bromeliad Imperialis. Very sad. It graced our simple, humble garden, providing class and style. No post mortem, yet, could have been water or insects. Doesn’t matter why; just too bad we lost it.

So, these bromeliads just sit where we place them.  They are from the air plant family, too big for household entertainment. Some of their beauty lies hidden within, protected by layers of leaves. The flower once. In the end, bromeliads sometimes kill themselves trying to multiply, leaving a legacy, but no history. They are indigenous to Florida, withstanding the changes in weather and temperature, while lending exotic flavors to outdoor spaces.

Our gardner, Richard King who designed our simple plot with Sharon, lost one too, recently. We both will be finding replacements.

Fish Kills

So, we are having a problem. Fish die in our pond. The naturalists called it “Fish Kill”. What is causing it?

Dead fish lie on the grass. Birds congregate to eat them. Some birds eat the dead fish; others won’t. The expired fish smell, no wonder only the ones who like carrion eat them.

Could be algae, but they said no. Could be chemicals, but they said no. Could be a lack of oxygen, but there hasn’t been a lot of rain. Could it be global warming or climate change?

 

Overflow

Not that we don’t have enough problems, but it is now Hurricane Season. Covid causes death, despair and disease. Rain and wind destructs, demolishes and decimates. Any way you look at it, society gets eradicated in an unpleasant way.

The canals await the rainfall, already over their early June limit. Deadly frogs live around them. Lizards and geckos which didn’t die due to climate change (no cold spell) abound and there is no species to eat them or drive them away. Unbelievers continue to ignore the signs, partying on the beaches and in the clubs. Well, so-be-it.