My husband brought this specimen home from his evening walk. He knows the naturalist in me is intensely interested in flowers. I keep my eyes open for ones that weren't blooming yesterday but are today. As soon as I spot one I don't know, I try to discover what it is. I've seen this flower before but I didn't know what it was called. Now I know. It's columbine. I can't help but think its intense colours come out smashingly against my kitchen wall.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Columbine
My husband brought this specimen home from his evening walk. He knows the naturalist in me is intensely interested in flowers. I keep my eyes open for ones that weren't blooming yesterday but are today. As soon as I spot one I don't know, I try to discover what it is. I've seen this flower before but I didn't know what it was called. Now I know. It's columbine. I can't help but think its intense colours come out smashingly against my kitchen wall.
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