I was walking home and passed under a very mature Crab Apple. What stopped me in my tracks was actually the fragrance. It was wonderful: not too sweet or cloying. Years ago it was planted by a neighbor who played in the Chicago Symphony. But since he retired and moved to Maine, I can't ask him for ID.
But the petals on the ground were very Japanese. And I felt might evoke all the sentiments that accompany cherry blossoms.
Later that day, my husband texted me this photo he took of a wildflower in Red Rock Canyon outside Vegas. I don't know what it is, but can imagine how it might stand out to a bird amidst all that grey and bits of green I walked in two weeks ago.
The shape of its petals makes me believe it is attractive to nectar-seeking birds. So, if you know of any in that part of the Mojave: do tell.
The pink flower petals strewn on green and gray is such a lovely sight. Wonderful photo! and the red flower certainly flames bright.
ReplyDeleteI could see it as one of your abstract ruglets, Altoon!
ReplyDeleteEven thought it arrived early this year, this spring is one of the most beautiful I can remember. Loved the photo, Julie, and Nevada looks compelling, too.
ReplyDeleteIsn't that funny Lynn: This spring has made me nuts: everything blooming at once and out-of-sequence and under drought. Just goes to show it's all about perspective!
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