Of course, as soon as I posted yesterday that there were not many flowers around, I started noticing flowers. First the azaleas in my own yard, which are huge and bright pink, so I’m not at all sure how I forgot about them yesterday. This bush is actually taller than my privacy fence, and it isn’t the biggest one around by a long shot.
Yeah, there is a butterfly there, and I know I said I wasn’t going to put any more butterflies in this blog, but I just got all caught up in the thrill of photographing a moving target. Then I forgot to get one of the azaleas alone, and since I do love them, I had to put the butterfly in, right?
Then as I looked around a little more, I started seeing little flowers, like these pretty purple ones that I thought were wild irises but that my son has assured me are onions. I didn’t notice any onion smell around them at all, but he’s usually pretty good at things like that, so I’m listening to him this time. But don’t go writing any horticulture books based on my information.
Maybe in a few weeks I can pull some up and see if he’s right. Free onions would be a nice thing to have.
Later on, as we were passing by in the car, I saw some wisteria down the road a little way. Rather than stop and get out, I walked back to find it again. Wisteria has always been one of my favorite plants of the spring. Like redbuds, it frequently grows by the side of roads, peeking out through all the green leaves like a sweet surprise. This is probably American wisteria, which is native. Other types of wisteria are invasive, although still beautiful. They will take over huge swaths of land and kill all the other plants. There are grape leaves mixed in with the wisteria above.
Along the way back to the wisteria, there were all kinds of little flowers, that are mostly weeds and therefore nameless. I’m sure they have names, but I don’t know what they are. Some of them are so pretty I really don’t understand why we consider them weeds.
This little pink one looks and smells like a very small sweet pea. There are many of them in the grass, but I couldn’t find a good cluster of them. Maybe next week they will be in fuller bloom. Since I have a soft spot for daisies, I really like these little white and yellow flowers, as long as they aren’t in my own yard. They are pretty nasty weeds that grow up into thick, woody plants that don’t ever want to go away. At this stage, they still look all innocent and fresh, which is why they have ever been allowed to grow into the awful weeds they become.
Raspberry canes have their flowers out right now, too, or maybe these are blackberries. They both grow wild around here, which sounds exciting and lovely until you realize that the birds love them too and they will all be gone before you see them. Well, maybe not all, but most of them. Every once in a while a few will ripen before the birds get them.
Last night, as I was walking around the block, I smelled honeysuckles. Today, I found some. It’s still early, so most of them are closed and the vines don’t have many on them yet, but aren’t they pretty? These are one of my favorite flowers of the summer, not so much for their looks, or even their smell, but because of the sweet childhood memories of running through the back yard with my sisters. We would take the flowers and pull out the stamen to suck the honey out. Each flower would yield only the smallest bit of honey, but it was so sweet.
It is interesting that not all of the flowers are fresh and young, even this early in the season. One of my favorites is this thistle. The leaves are still green, and some of the flowers haven’t opened yet, but others are already going to seed. I love the white puffs of seeds and the promise of the yellow flowers.
You have probably noticed that it looks a lot like a dandelion, doesn’t it? I had to have it to balance out that butterfly you saw earlier.