Here's some photos of flowers from my farm the last few weeks. I don't want to include them in my regular posts, and I pretty much only grow edible species, but everywhere I look there are "weeds" planted by the previous inhabitants of the land. At my place, we have been designing our farms for 155 years... A lot of propagules get left behind during such a long time...
Joseph, the purple one looks like what my grandmother always called 'Russian Lilac'. I have some finishing up in my yard right now and I smile every time I look at them. (edit, changed word, it's late)
From my little ranchette:
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