The weather has been, by any measure, absolutely lovely lately. Cool nights, moderate days, sun, and enough showers to keep the flowers watered. And in order to enjoy the flowers, we are out for a walk along the Neener Path.
As I’ve pointed out before, though she likes red and yellow flowers best, such as this Cut-leaved Evening Primrose…
…Sigyn has a keen appreciation for blue and purple as well, so that’s what she wants to look for today.
The Henbit has been up since January.
Sigyn says sometimes you just want to lie in a patch of flowers that look like fuzzy sock puppets.
There is an extraordinary abundance of Lyre-leafed Sage this year. The flowers range from nearly white to medium purple. In spots, it almost looks as if we have bluebell woods.
This specimen has an extra-bendy stem.
Spring is a good time for various entities of a leguminous nature. This is Deer Pea Vetch.
Sigyn thinks the little fruits look “just like tiny snow peas.” She’s not wrong.
Loki Weed–Sorry, Loco Weed looks a lot like vetch to me, but the human female says it doesn’t have any tendrils.
I know this one–Baby Blue Eyes.
The human female is physically incapable of getting one of these in focus.
Sigyn, look! Did you know there were Blue Hats here?
Oh, right. My bad. I forgot. We renamed these …Star-leaved Cobalt Puffs.
Ow! Great Frigga’s Hairpins! Sigyn, my treasure, I love you with all my heart, but your cute little squees are not always easy on the ears. What did you find that has you so excited?
Oh! Violets! The human female says it’s more usual to find these in the woods. I guess there are woods on the other side of the boundary fence and this side of the path gets quite a bit of shade. Where are the leaves, though? The ones with three leaflets belong to Bur Clover.
Ah. It’s very pleasant here, isn’t it? While you and the humans continue to exclaim over the posies, I think I’ll take a little rest before we head home.
The moss is a bit dry, and its capsules are a bit pokey, but it’s still cushy, and it always feels good to get the helmet off. Wake me up when it’s time to go home.