
It’s officially summer when the ride to town brings the Blurred Botany of the season.
There never seems to be a place to stop and pull off the road when the good shots come along. And if you do find a place to park with the engine running, when you finally get your lens in position for a prize-winner, somebody’s dogs start raising Cain at the uncommon intrusion into their turf.
Beautiful………….
Mark
Well, who knew that chicory had such a lovely bloom! Incredible photo. Thanks for all the nature that you bring us in your blog….And, about the dogs, bring treats..(smile)
Chicory, or cornflowers as I (wrongly) grew up hearing them called, have been my favorites for a long, long time. Sparse, scrappy, leggy weeds found in dirt heaps and roadsides everywhere, they don’t last long when picked, fading so quickly that I have to simply love them where and how they are. They’re still the most perfect, clear hue of indefinable-blue I’ve ever known. Thanks for the great picture capturing their hidden-in-plain-sight beauty.