Without further ado, the pictures.
The first thing I noticed when climbing the steep hill into the campground was the lilac bushes. Ya gotta love a place that has lilacs.
I think this may be stork's bill or heron bill. I really need to find a better book on wildflowers.
The morning dew on a bearded iris, which my grandmother called a "flag".
I labeled this one as wild phlox but after further research I think it's mock vervain.
The mock vervain mingling with a tubular yellow flower. Yep, that's its official name. Sigh. Okay, so I couldn't figure out what the yellow flower was.
Close up, this cluster of blue flowers have a lavender tint on the edges. Again, I searched the Internet without success for this one.
Last but not least is the wild flax. Actually, I was going to plant a picture of Patches here but common sense prevailed. *boo*
1 comment:
Love the wild flower photos. Even here we are seeing many blossoms and the air is often filled with the most beautiful fragrances. I have a small lilac bush in my back yard but it is a variety that blooms a little later in the season. Once the blooms are out, I rarely walk by without sticking my entire face in the bush.
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