Something about a damp, drizzly, cold, wet day in the woods makes me feel not depressed, but content. Thick, lush, untamed undergrowth, dark gray skies slashed with tall spare pines, a hundred shades of green jumbled and competing, with little sparks of white or yellow peeking through, dark wet woods, all these things please me.
I needed a patch that I could shoot with my phone that didn’t require me stopping on one of the busier streets, getting run over, having nice people stop to help me with car problems, standing in water, or being picked up for vagrancy because I didn’t drive a Lexus.
Most of the medians and street sides, outside of the residential streets, are left naturalized and aren’t mowed until after wildflower season is over.
The crimson clover are in full bloom and make a showy front against the wet greens of the day. I found a few other wildflowers, but haven’t tried to identify them.
By the time I had driven around in circles, stopped, and been “helped” twice , the sky was getting lighter and the mists had stopped. The light quality was gone. I did, however, see another person who seemed happy to be in the park during the cold rain, enjoying the moisty morning.
- First Bluebonnets of 2012 (countrylivingdreamer.com)
- Blankets Of Texas Bluebonnets In The Forecast (dfw.cbslocal.com)
- wild bluebonnets on the outskirts of home (michelleannashley.wordpress.com)
- More About Texas Bluebonnets (countrylivingdreamer.com)