Walking without leaving chez nous, a few spring flowers.
Purple toothwort
cuckoo flower
stitchwort
wild garlic
buttercups
wild tulips
ditch fills
brimming with gold
silverwater at the roots
such delicate beauty
springs
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Walking without leaving chez nous, a few spring flowers.
Purple toothwort
cuckoo flower
stitchwort
wild garlic
buttercups
wild tulips
ditch fills
brimming with gold
silverwater at the roots
such delicate beauty
springs
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Beautiful–and I’m so impressed that you know flower names. All those lovely wild flowers.
They are pretty. I had to look them up. When I was a child I knew the names of wild flowers but there are different ones here that I’d never seen (or noticed) before.
I didn’t know them as a child either. 😀
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It’s so much fun to see the local flowers – you know the actual flower residents that choose to be where they are instead of the tourist ones that traveled in.
The plants that were kidnapped, transported half way round the world and stuck in alien surroundings and told to get on with it?
I know what you mean.
So beautiful.
I love wild flowers.
Me too bur don’t know a single name.
When I was a kid I had a mind the equivalent of a magpie’s nest. I hoarded information about everything. If I was interested in something I read, researched, learned names lists off by heart. One day I must have wondered what a particular flower was called, and I was off.
That’s the thing. I wasn ‘t interested in names.
Names are history, they go back centuries and using them gives me the impression of understanding a little of how people functioned in those far off days.
Beautiful photographs and so very timely for today! Thank you Jane.
It’s the first warm/hot day since the wind swung round to the east and it got cold again at night.
Lovely. 🙂
Thanks! They are, aren’t they?
Yes! The view outside my window is rather bland. Though, I get a perfect view of the sunset once a day (well, more than once a day would be a bit weird, wouldn’t it?).
Ha ha! Then we’d be certain the apocalypse had arrived!
There is a delicacy to spring flowers. And the greens are lush. (K)
The wild flowers don’t last long but that’s a part of their charm, there’s always another one to flower after them.
What a great collection, and all pure from nature, without any cultivated seeds. This makes hope. Michael
I love seeing what springs out of the ground without any cultivation.
Thats nature, do not need humans. 😉
Not at all, no.
I’m glad you have such beauty where you are, especially in flowers that affirm the spring. I think toothwort is a grand name. Enjoy chez vous (or however I should say that).
Thank you, I’m glad it’s all there too.
Toothwort is a creepy kind of parasitical plant, no leaves no stems just…teeth.