March Rains Bring April Flowers

All the rain has made for a spectacular wildflower crop. Photo by: Suna

Stella isn’t much taller than the flowers. Photo by: Suna

I really am grateful for all the rain we’ve had this Spring, even though it makes for problems. So far, the dam has held, and it’s given us a lovely—even spectacular crop of wildflowers.

Suna lists the types of flowers as including:

• Bluebonnets
• Verbena
• Evening primrose
• Indian paintbrush
• Dog

Okay, so the dog is Stella. She’s not much taller than the flowers, her coloration camouflages her among them, and she’s sweet enough to count as one.

I’m not allowed to mow the wildflowers in the “front yard.” That will make for some interesting spots when they die out for the year and I do get to mow there. I’m good with it. I like the flowers, too.

 

Flowers: Just Because

“You can call me ‘Flower’ if you want to.”

Bluebonnets!

I don’t really have anything to say today, but I do have pictures of two of my favorite flowers.

Mother’s Day, Birds, and Flowers

Dad’s newest calf

We got up early (for us, late for Dad) this morning and drove into town for donuts and coffee—the most nutritious of all breakfasts. We sat around the Donut Palace, watching the head server call out people’s orders to them as they came through the door and wondering how cool/boring it must be to know everyone in town that well.

After breakfast as we trolled the streets of Yorktown trying to figure out what to do next, we came upon Uncle Carol working in his yard. So we stopped and bothered him and Aunt Kathy for awhile.

We mostly sat in the back yard talking and petting the neighborhood dog, but we were really bird watching. They have a bird feeder built to look like an Old West hotel and painted with Bed and Breakfast. Even the tiniest birds couldn't fit inside to see if there was a bed, but they all seemed to enjoy their breakfast. Among the visitors to the feeder were:

Suna sits in a field of wild flowers at the intersection of US-87 and FM1116.

• White winged doves
• Mexican doves (with red under their wings)
• Cardinals
• A yellow-headed woodpecker

Then we drove around the countryside talking about nothing. Back at the farm, we walked around—looking at the flowers and cows, mostly just enjoying being outside together.

Too soon, it was time to leave. We took the scenic route home so we could enjoy the wild flowers running amock across the countryside. Dad said there weren’t to many around his place, but we found them. I think he just looks for other things and misses the beauty around him. We found one spectacular field at the intersection of US87 and FM1116.