Moon phase: Waxing gibbous Weather: Hot Phenology: Bee balm is blooming Jack-in-the-pulpit is, hands down, the weirdest-looking flower ever. It's also nicely toxic, although if you dry or bake the roots they become edible. Here's a piece of a poem that mentions jack-in-the-pulpit: Jack in the pulpit Preaches to-day, Under the green trees Just over the way. Squirrel and song-sparrow, High on their perch, Hear the sweet lily-bells Ringing to church. Come, hear what his reverence Rises to say, In his low painted pulpit This calm Sabbath-day. Fair is the canopy Over him seen, Penciled by Nature’s hand, Black, brown, and green. Green is his surplice, Green are his bands; In his queer little pulpit The little priest stands.