Rows of corn marching to meet the blue sky
Wind-tickled aspen leaves quaking with mirth
A train whistle calling "Go far ... go far"
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A few miles out of town, I turn onto a favourite road. A tornado went through this area in 2008 and there are still lots of lopped-off trees like this one:
This road is wildflower alley. In less than a mile, I see all the following:
|Red clover and a white flower I can't identify|
(bladder campion perhaps?)
|Yellow hawkweed ( a sort of glorified dandelion)|
- very pretty in clusters
|White yarrow - thanks Christine for the flower ID!|
|Real Queen Anne's Lace - or possibly wild hemlock|
(they're almost identical)
|Orange hawkweed, wild phlox, and white yarrow.|
(The wild phlox looks very similar to Dame's Rocket
but they have different numbers of petals)
|A close-up of orange hawkweed - gorgeous, isn't it?|
|Wild columbine still blooming in the woods|
|Right next to some wild geranium|
I reach the end of this short road, and turn on to one of my favourite stretches.
|Peaceful stream winding under willows.|
The willows are much fuller than the last time I shot here.
|And directly across from the peaceful willows, some cattle|
in a field. This is the first time I've seen cattle here.
The one in the middle (facing the camera) bellowed at me
and pawed the ground rather fiercely.
|Hanging out at the water's edge.|
They'd look much nicer without the tags in their ears.
Look at the cute little calf on the right.
And a little further down this delightful road...
|Field of grain on the right, old stone fence on the left|
|I don't know what that reddish shrub is...|
|But I love the colour of the foliage.|
(Update: probably Smoke Bush or Cotinus)
Round the bend, and this comes into view:
|There's something appealing about sloping pastures.|
This is one of my favourites.
Up a hill, around a few corners, and I hear a tractor in the field to my left:
|Making hay while the sun shines.|
|It smells wonderful.|
Today I altered my route and went down some roads I hadn't been on before. They turned out to be very worth it - now I have ANOTHER favourite ride.
Some of the things I saw...
|Not on my route, but I had to turn down this little road...|
|...to look at the stream. I love running water.|
(This was more like walking water. Very peaceful
And around a few more corners...
|Hay bales in a wide open field - a former acquaintance called this|
"keeping 'em in the big barn".
And guarding the hay bales ... some sandhill cranes.
|"I'll give you a profile shot. The wife is busy grazing."|
|"Ooh...what's that in the grass?"|
17 or so miles later, I'm home, with a face as pink as my gorgeous new jersey.
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