Category: Wildflowers

Close to home…

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How silly was I to think I’d miss the blooms of lupine once we’d moved?

I chuckle still to see it in such profusion on my walk just down the road from the house…

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The ever-spectacular tiger lily is here too…

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And grand vistas are just a short walk away…

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And to power the valley there are dams…

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I love the trees with white britches…

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And always the flowers draw my lens…

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Just out the  window grows my own pot of moss rose (and scabiosa–such an unpleasant sounding name)  which were never very happy on the cool coast but flourish here ( :

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Lovely.

–LS

Having a look around…

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Around about the house, spring is well underway…

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These oak leaves grow bigger by the day, framing the view from my window.

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While we were away packing up our old home, the forest floor below the house here laid down a carpet of green.

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I went down to have a closer look and glory be! These wild things bloom!

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The Indian Paintbrush adds a splash of color to the hillside as we make our way down Jim’s new trail to the weir…

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And a pair of lilies dance along the path…. enjoying the cool misty shade of the ravine.

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–LS
For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace:
the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing,
and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands. Is.55:12

 

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Home Again

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P1140742 Home again.

[I snapped this shot in memory of “Chase Me”.  We sold her last year to a gung-ho sailor who outfitted her for racing.  She sank in this strait just a few weeks back, during a wild and windy race…  All aboard were rescued, thankfully.  But she lives on only in our happy memories…So strange still to think of her lying at the bottom of the ocean with her home made cushions and fresh new paint and sails…]

But where was I?!…. Yes!  I’m safely home again, just in time to see the wild currants bloom…P1140745

…and of course the homey dandelions too, which carry on in spite of Jim’s rigorous elimination campaign… P1140747

Then there are these tiny daisies which I introduced to the lawn for fun, and have not yet regretted…

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while the early risers exult in springtime sun!

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The lupine bursts forth.

And the kale runs to seed welcoming bees to my garden…

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While the wallflowers do what wallflowers do best— P1140779

add beauty to the drab wall of the house!

The bushy Scouler’s willow  in the swampy outback literally hums with bees on their mission to get making honey.

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Meanwhile, blushing quietly, the most beautiful of blooms begin to open on the apple tree,

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while at her feet the bluebells ring.

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It’s good to be home.

–LS

I will walk before the LORD in the land of the living. Ps.116:9