Wildflowers where you least expect

Our back yard is only about 600 square feet.

Yet since we put out seeds and other things to attract birds (as well as the myriad squirrels and other critters) we often see a surprisingly wide variety of wildflowers and other plants when spring arrives.

Some of these flowers appear at a glance as weeds – and maybe they are in a yard dedicated to the lush green of St. Augustine grass.

Still, we like to see the variety – unexpected and always different each year.

Here are some we identified over the last couple years:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rabbit’s Tobacco – stains a bunny’s buck teeth.

 

 

 

 

 

There’s also always at least one you can’t quite figure out what it is.

 

 

 

 

 

This Sunflower rose to the height of the fence (7 feet).  We had two others, but the squirrels got rambunctious chasing one another and knocked them over.

 

 

 

 

I’ve always liked False Dayflowers, which have a gorgeous blue color.

 

 

 

 

 

And Morning Glories are one of my all-time favorite flowers.  We have them growing in several places but this group have tended to grow the best, owing to a good mix of sun and shade.

 

 

 

 

A lonely Yellow Squash plant (I believe this one is a male) took up residence and stayed for several months, blooming over and over.  Absent cross-pollination with a female, there wasn’t anything we could do for the little guy other than enjoy the blossoms and run the lawnmower carefully around him all through the summer and into the fall.

 

 

We often don’t really notice the little bits of color that are so small they’re almost lost within the whole of the fabric of our lawns.

It’s kind of like writing, which is really about about finding nuances to bring a description to life.  A writer doesn’t have to paint all the details of a picture – because a picture will always be drawn by a reader’s imagination.  All the reader needs are a few cues, a few little brushstrokes done in the right way that they can recognize.