On my table

When Corynn brought me this flower gift plucked from the woods last week, I oooh-ed and ahhh-ed at its elegance. I had never seen a wildflower like that (and my eyes are always peeled for wildflowers!). I was awed so much, I took plenty of photos which I can't help but share now.

Hopefully no one is bored to death with all the flower photographs I have been posting lately, but I can't think of a more inspiring subject than these bits of beauty come gently on the heels of old man winter. What a welcome change, to have fresh flowers to enjoy and admire, after such a cold winter...



When I posted a photo of this flower last week, I didn't know what it was. Then Kris told me it is the Trout Lily (thank you Kris-so glad you are back,btw!). My reference guide calls it an adders tongue.

And APPARENTLY, it is fairly common (or is supposed to be).


So yesterday I asked Corynn to show me where she plucked it from so that we might gather more for pressing and for a vase. We got a walk out of it, but never did find the flower.

Prevelant, my foot!




I did find, however, a patch of bluebells (or cowslips) hiding out down there!!!

Bluebells are magical; thry start out pink and gradually change to purple and then to a lavendar blue.


The petals in the last stage of growth are impossibly fragile and dainty.


You dare not breathe on them, so dainty are the bells and once picked you feel as though you must RACE to get them into water lest they wilt right there on the spot.


I gathered them, rejoicing in their discovery and in this maginificently flowered spring we are having.

Corynn, too, gathered to her hearts content, for a childrens' room bouquet.

I think them incredibly elegant and looking at them reminds me that lilac season is not so terribly far off!!

Life just got a whole lot more beautiful.