June in the meadows is a time of change. The early spring flowers are gone, and the later ones are on the cusp of leaving. Spring is ended.
On June 14th Spot and I took a long meadow walk.
It was warm and beautiful!
The first field had been mowed.
It was a glorious day!
There was a breeze, and the smell of cut grass said “summer”.
Underneath the trees, the tall grass was starred with wild flowers.
The next field had not been cut.
It was filled with salsify seed heads.
They are like a dandelion head on steroids!
As Spot and I walk after work, we rarely see the flower,
as they close before noon.
On a walk early on Sunday,
a few flowers were still open.
A field of them is enchanting.
In the back meadow Spot contemplates which way to go!
The meadow is filled with color,
which changes as one walks along.
Buttercups and rheum create waves of yellow and coral pink.
The rheum stands tall,
waving gently in the breeze,
while the buttercups sway below.
A froth of flowers adds a touch of white near the path’s edge.
The pink clover says it is summer!
Vetch is added to the mix.
And the first centaurea have opened their flowers.
As the season progresses the colors will change from the predominating yellow and coral of the buttercups and rheum to the pinks of the centaurea.
In the back meadow, the sky changes very quickly.
It is often very dramatic.
Along the woods the Cornus are in bloom.
Rounding the last part of the meadow, the plants are nearly above my head!
The woods back to the first meadow are cool.
Blackberries are in bloom!
On the other side of the woods, as we end our walk,
the sky is filled with moving cloudsand the fields with moving grass.
Earth and sky in balance.
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