Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Their small heads
Rise proud
In mid-trail.
Delicate and fierce
They stretch their
Full miniature scale.
The risk they take
Of being
Stepped on,
Dwarfed by delicious
Access
To sun.
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Is that bindweed and mayweed? Or have you other names for them?
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I believe that the pink one is indeed a type of bindweed. The white with the yellow center is a type of anthemis, and the white tiny ones are, I think, conium maculatum. 🙂
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Anthemis, chamomile, same family as mayweed. Conium, hemlock; gosh, I should have recognised that one; I suppose I generally rely on the purple-blotched stem and the leaves for identification. A great collection of wild flowers.
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You know your stuff!!!
I know the common wild-flowers and can identify some of them (and used to be a lot better at it in high-school where my major was biology and we needed to learn botany, among other things), but I am not close to this kind of fluency as you. 🙂
It was a lovely hike that day. I was vising with family and the weather was pleasant and the winter had been rainier than usual so that the fields were blooming with wild flowers. It was delightful. 🙂
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I feature a lot of wild flowers on my blog (seldom the cultivated variety). I find the smaller flower, seemingly delicate, deceptively strong. Wild flowers are survivors; garden flowers must be nurtured and protected. I’m sure there is a message there for us all.
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Indeed it is!
Also, will be checking out more of the wild flowers on your blog. … I’m with you on preferring the wild variety to the cultivated one. Not that cultivated flowers aren’t sometimes gorgeous, but I gravitate toward wild ones (and I like to keep them where they grow …).
🙂
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The local flora follow me home — in my camera!
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Yes! 🙂
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Smiles
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A beautiful choice Na’ama – very delicate
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Thank you, Tina! They were the cutest thing! So pretty and so … well … bold! 🙂
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