“I think I like wildflowers best,” I explain. “They just grow wherever they want. No one has to plant them. And then their seeds blow in the wind and they find a new place to grow.”
― Rebecca Donovan
The first wave of pinks is on its way. Dame’s Rocket looks a lot like garden phlox. In fact, at one time I used to call it phlox. Around here it varies from pure white, through various hues of pink and purple. I’ve also deliberately planted it in my garden, but it has a mind of its own, favouring the open field beyond my fence. Only a few stragglers remain in the garden where I planted them.
It is most enjoyable watching the cycle of colours, from the whites of late spring to the current wave of pinks, purples, and yellows. With all the rain lately, I think I may have missed most of the flowers trees. I’m hoping to get out a few evenings this week to see what’s new.
Tamron SP AF 90mm f/2.8 Di Macro 1:1 (272ENII)@90mm
1/10 sec, f/29.0 ISO 100