
Larkspur

I feel so lucky that I’ve had flowers blooming in my garden for seven months this year. The forecast does not bode well for the garden in the next ten days. There are predictions for several nights dipping into the 30’s, along with the possibility for a little snow next weekend. Some of the tender plants in the garden may not survive the coming week. In light of that possibility, I thought I’d take a few more pictures than I usually do for my garden blog posts.
There were a few bumble bees feasting on the hundreds of these flowers I saw today at a local wildflower prairie, but they retreated when I approached. Usually bumble bees are good photo models. Maybe they were overcome by the bad hair blooms of bee balm.
The good light was brief today. By late morning, a storm front began weaving thunderhead clouds and gusts of wind.
In the backlight of weekend mornings, ordinary things look closer to the divine. I’m happy that I rolled out of bed in time to capture some of it.
As the official start of summer approaches, the heat-loving flowers are emerging, and tall grasses are have climbed halfway to their peak height. Milkweed is also in bloom, their banquet open for insects of all sorts.