They reach for the sun along the pathways and trails, in the meadows, around rivers and ponds and along the seashore, anywhere they can get a root hold. A variety of colours, they give their best to creation, from seeds to plants, blooms, pollen and eggs. They colour our paths and brighten our days.
Wildflowers don’t need human prompting, they manage on their own just fine. Seeds, carried on the wind, by birds or other animals, sprout and reach into the soil. Before long, voilà! The leaves and showy blooms are reaching for the sun again.
Sometimes they stick with their own kind.
What looks like one bloom per plant, such as bunchberry,
or numerous clone-like blooms like yarrow are worth a look.
Various colours catch the eye, such as the yellow of St. John’s wort with the tiny stripes on its buds which look to be painted there.
The pink and white of bindweed is always a nice surprise as it climbs its way up and around shrubs. This may please onlookers but not the plant it climbs.
One notices a white plant among the bushes but the details of this male Tall Meadow rue with the lemon anthers and white stamens are beautiful on closer look.
Blue Flag iris is always a nice addition to the banks of a wetland.
Even seed heads, such as this one of Yellow Goat’s beard, which resembles dandelion seeds, makes us stop for a look.
Pinks and white of Dame’s rockets fill the ditches and pathways. The natural beauty of the wild roses, rockets and clover along this section of trail by the sea is a seasonal treat.
And the most spectacular of all is the riot of colour when a variety of wildflowers share a space such as here
Mother Nature is an excellent gardener.