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Some Local Wildflowers (not lo-cal:-)

This very wet winter and spring have been great for the flora.
Wildflowers are blooming (yeah), so are the weeds (boo)!

Wish I knew all their names…
The yellow ones are buttercups, which look very pretty en masse.

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The little blue flowers are very teeny, about 1/8″ across.
We have hillsides of the white blossoms.

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And now, the weeds:

The purple leaves have very small pink flowers.
This plant has infiltrated a flower bed.
It is not unattractive, but I cannot let it take over a tulip bed.

And I am including a dandelion flower just opening up.
They’re ba-a-ack!

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Last Gasps & Late Bloomers

The sun is much lower in the sky, the hours of daylight are significantly less and the nights have cooled off.  It is still early autumn.

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Iceland Poppies keep putting out buds.  This is the third or fourth flush of flowers, I can hardly wait until this plant gets bigger. As I document my flowers in this blog, I am aware of the bloom times of so many flowers.  I feel that I am not taking them for granted so much anymore.

On the right, is a particularly late foxglove stalk of blooms.  These plants start blooming in early summer, and some have kept on blooming, while others are totally spent.  It is still a mystery to me why some of these plants are so different from others that are the same.

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The Hollyhocks are coming on strong, in spite of all efforts by the deer to nibble as much as they can.  I find long branches of hollyhocks broken and bare, as there is so much less fresh green growth for the deer to eat.

The right side photo shows California poppies and dandelions still blooming.  The poppies will continue until they are frozen out.  There are many baby poppy plants just starting to bloom, from early season plants putting out seeds.  As much as dandelions are disparaged as weeds, I think it is good if we can pretend we are children again, and savor their beauty as flowers sometimes.