We live on a high-elevation plateau. Most of our trips out of our county involve going down a hill that drops us more than a thousand feet in elevation. Here in the West of the United States, elevation determines weather to a large extent. That means that here on our plateau, we are about ten degrees cooler than below the hill at all times, with much more wind.
The weather difference also means a difference in animals and plants. The wildflowers are different down there. A. has been feeding our friends' extensive managerie below the hill this weekend while they're away, and I asked him to bring me some wildflowers from there.
He did.
Those big globe things are the flowers of the yucca plant. Interesting, if sort of hard to incorporate aesthetically into an arrangement.
Indian paintbrush. Tomie dePaola wrote a whole children's book about these flowers.
And some bonus flowers from above the hill when I took Poppy to play with her friend at the park and the two girls spent about half an hour running around gathering flowers for the moms.
We had a very chilly and wet day most of Wednesday. It was only 62 degrees when I woke up, so I decided to start the woodstove just to drive the chill and damp out of the house.
A June fire.
I also lit the remains of the Paschal candle to cheer up the living room a bit.
It has been a remarkably wet spring so far, which means happy plants in the garden.
Happy collards and cabbage.
Happy beets and carrots.
Unfortunately, the wet doesn't seem to be discouraging the grasshoppers, which are back in the thousands.
This is the house wall in the back garden. This is not happy.
There you have it! My life, snapshotted.
4 comments:
Love your wildflower posts!
I hope you manage to save your garden from the grasshoppers.
Lovely flowers.
Those Indian Paintbrushes are so beautiful! The purple/lavender flowers almost look like Lilac's. Lovely!
Linda
Your garden is like an insert buffet. Guess like every year you just have to weather it out and save what you can.
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