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Tag: fertility

Sex in the forest

Sex in the forest

The forest fairly screams with sex these days. Flowers are sticking their parts out, begging to be fertilized. Hey there, bee, you wanna give it a go? And yes it is sex – it’s a reproductive act and there are male and female parts involved. Today it was the skullcap, seducing with its purple hood: Whorled milkweed, … read more Sex in the forest

Posted on May 16, 2016April 20, 2017Author LisaCategories TreesTags 2003, bees, fern, fertility, flower, reproduction
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