Summer Lost and Found …
A Red-Spotted Purple Butterfly (Limenitis arthemis) Visits Queen Anne’s Lace (Daucus carota) in the Wildflower Meadow
Where is summer? Has she flown? No, not yet. The days of this sweetest of seasons may be sliding by, but butterflies still float in meadows and ripe berries fill sunny hillsides. Though a touch of cool melancholy can be felt in evening’s air, there’s time yet for summer daydreaming; sprawled out in fragrant fields, filled with wildflowers …
And Dusty Rose Hues: Queen Anne’s Lace (Daucus carota) Curled into a Blushing Pom Pom
Light on the Tawny Tones of Tufted Hair Grass (Deschampsia flexuosa)
Wild Blackberries on the Western Hillside
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3 Replies to “Summer Lost and Found …”
“…Dusty Rose Hues: Queen Anneâ€™s Lace (Daucus carota) Curled into a Blushing Pom Pom”… Isn’t It wonderful how she curls her fist tight in the heat of August; protecting precious seed until; tattered and bent, battered mercilessly by the breath of ferocious Winter, she’s forced to relinquish her tenacious hold?
(And it’s nice to see you’ve kicked off your shoes for a while; ). xo D
@ Deb – Yes! I find the many stages –colorations and textures– of our native wildflowers endlessly fascinating. They are beautiful, as are your words ;)
Hmm. Looking at those Dr. Scholl’s me that (sadly) it’s time to slip them on and head to my next appointment. Maybe I will get that vacation … in September??? xo M
Tis a good thing, is it not, that you live in Paradise: able to recharge a little every day; fuelled by work that you love? (And it was surely not my intent to drive you back to work!)
But now tis I, not the Queen’s lace who blushes… Thank you for your kind words, and yes, I hear it too… Lunch is o’er and pottering calls!
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