The final challenge for Wildflowers in Winter is to try to find wildflowers in bloom in your respective area. Well, with a 3-4″ snowfall overnight, and torrential rain all weekend, my search was a bust. And the next few days are unlikely to produce anything worthy.
So, I thought I’d just post this summery photo to close, and send a big bouquet to Elizabeth Joy for thinking of this challenge in the first place. It was a wonderful way to pass those cold, grey weeks.
by John Greenleaf Whittier
How strange to greet, this frosty morn,
In graceful counterfeit of flower,
These children of the meadows, born
Of sunshine and of showers!
How well the conscious wood retains
The pictures of its flower-sown home,
The lights and shades, the purple stains,
And golden hues of bloom!
It was a happy thought to bring
To the dark season’s frost and rime
This painted memory of spring,
This dream of summertime…