In the Wyoming high country sego lilies bloom for only two weeks in mid-June. Their exotic beauty is unexpected amid sage, aspen and pinon pine. My Mormon ancestors foraged for these nutritious bulbs in lean times. To me, they were a true sign of summer as the snows receded from the foothills.
homesick--
hungry only for the beauty
of sego lilies
"Art does not reflect the visible; rather, it makes visible" ~Paul Klee
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4 comments:
This is just breathtaking. I appreciate these words on so many levels.
Grand!
Once again, commonality... I too looking for flowers, Nora.
_m
Thank you, and welcome, Esin!
nora -
i hope you send this to bottle rockets flower anthology.
alan b.
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