Just Is

Can you see it--the single, garnet-red flower in the very center of this galaxy of white florets that make up the flat-topped inflorescence of a Queen Anne's Lace from the pasture? And it isn't present on every plant. I had always thought this one dark flower part was curious, and one day, I had a chance to ask an expert why it was there.
Both Ann and I were considering going back to school in the early 80's, and UNC-Chapel Hill had programs for both of us--hers in Pharmacology and mine in Systematic Botany. I arranged a brief meeting with a professor of great stature, one of the authors of the Vascular Flora of the Carolinas--a text I had both learned from as a student and taught from as a teacher. He seemed the ultimate source of botanical wisdom.
While we were making small-talk in our meeting before he farmed me off to tour the department with some servile graduate students, I thought "Now's my chance to ask him about that little dark floret on Queen Anne's Lace." And I did. And much to my surprise, his answer was "Hell if I know."
And so now, I can tell this little story and project this flower image in class as an example of the fact that 1) not every visible trait has adaptive significance and 2) not even the experts have all the answers.
Yep, this impending role as teacher makes me look at our Goose Creek ordinary through new eyes. How could I use this or that image that is not particularly stunning on its own as an example to illustrate a point? And so, in the way of a warning, I'd imagine Fragments may show a bit of a pedagogical twist in the coming months, since from the beginning, the blog reflects "real life" here.
Hopefully, from time to time between now and end of semester in December, there will be some nice shots that will find their way to the galleries; and every so often a brief visit by the muse (now wearing pith helmet and snake boots) so that I might be briefly in touch with that source from which impassioned writing comes. Or not. Day at a time, we'll see.
Comments
Hey, Fred, we won't mind a little free education. Share any parts of your life with us you're willing to give.
Posted by: susan | August 13, 2004 6:54 AM
Fred, the muse around here ALWAYS wears a pith helmet and snake boots, and carries a whip and poking stick, too, I might add. It's not easy to get me going. I continue to think that your excursion into teaching this fall will bring you greater creativity, not lesser, for we must have something to push up against in order to create; and this class may very well do it for you. At least I've got my fingers crossed that's how it works out.
Posted by: Tom Montag | August 13, 2004 6:55 AM
Fred the jagged edges of real life don't upset us Fragments readers very much. Blog on my brother...(safely retired from the trenches of teaching)says steve
Posted by: steve | August 13, 2004 8:10 AM
Ah your future students are lucky!
Upon selecting wildflowers to make bouquets to bring indoors I used to wonder why there was almost always a bug on the particular Queen Anne's Lace I wanted. And sheesh, it was always smackdab in the middle, too.
Posted by: Lis | August 13, 2004 9:03 AM