THE WILD FLOWERS here in central Illinois, United States, seem to be flourishing under our heat wave, and its subsequent thunderstorms. A trip
down the highways reveals many of the wildflowers. The lavender-colored
chicory at times lines the six foot tall, corn fields. This treats the eye
to a delightful lavender edging to the green and gold mile-wide fields. I
have lived in areas that others consider to be more beautiful that Illinois.
Many have difficulty in finding beauty in a land that is 'the pool table of
the nation'. When living on the East Coast of the U.S., however, I found
that my eyes ached to be able to look over the long stretches of fields, over
what used to be our prairies.
A patch of Queen Anne's Lace, with their long, sturdy, yet delicate
looking, stems can cover nearly 900 square feet of ground with ease.
Black-eyed Susans color the surrounding field grass with spots of unexpected,
delightful, yellow-gold. One of my personal favorites, the Cattails, not
really a wild flower so much as a grass found in the occasional swampy areas
(like along a roadside) is at maturity, also, at this time of the year.
In regard to Illinois my mother says, 'If you don't like the weather,
just stick around 'cause it'll change!' I suppose that we could adapt that
to the foliage of Illinois, also. Each season brings it's own delight. The
willing eye can see it.
THE WILD FLOWERS here in central Illinois, United States, seem to be flourishing under our heat wave, and its subsequent thunderstorms. A trip
down the highways reveals many of the wildflowers. The lavender-colored
chicory at times lines the six foot tall, corn fields. This treats the eye
to a delightful lavender edging to the green and gold mile-wide fields. I
have lived in areas that others consider to be more beautiful that Illinois.
Many have difficulty in finding beauty in a land that is 'the pool table of
the nation'. When living on the East Coast of the U.S., however, I found
that my eyes ached to be able to look over the long stretches of fields, over
what used to be our prairies.
A patch of Queen Anne's Lace, with their long, sturdy, yet delicate
looking, stems can cover nearly 900 square feet of ground with ease.
Black-eyed Susans color the surrounding field grass with spots of unexpected,
delightful, yellow-gold. One of my personal favorites, the Cattails, not
really a wild flower so much as a grass found in the occasional swampy areas
(like along a roadside) is at maturity, also, at this time of the year.
In regard to Illinois my mother says, 'If you don't like the weather,
just stick around 'cause it'll change!' I suppose that we could adapt that
to the foliage of Illinois, also. Each season brings it's own delight. The
willing eye can see it.