Country Chronicles: Wildflowers

I know what your thinking. Nature photos…Melissa is about to lay a heavy on us. If you’ve followed this blog for any length of time, you know that I default to random flower shots when I am processing the deeper questions.

Not this time though.

This time I am just absolutely astounded with what is blooming on our property this time of year. Every ditch filled with lupins, every field and hillside covered in daisies, tiger lilies and wild roses at every turn. Amazing.

Just so beautiful. We love it here more every day.

Next time you see these photos, and they are treated with sepia or black and white? Mentally prepare…I’m about to lay it on thick ;-).

And just a little P.S…the kids dressed themselves. Emily came out and Joel said “Wow Emily nice booty shorts”, Emily said “I love my booty shorts”. I puked a little in my mouth…Lord help me raise a daughter well.

6 thoughts on “Country Chronicles: Wildflowers

  1. HAHAH! Booty shorts! Girl…I’m glad I only have boys right this minute, although she looks fabulously cute in them!

    I wish my yard looked as gorgeous as yours. Geesh!

  2. I feel your pain, where did my daughter get her sense of “style” and learn to wiggle or put her hand on her hip! For pity sake, what am I going to do with her?! (Actually, she just walked into the room naked, better go find out what that’s about!) Your pictures are beautiful, looks like a place filled with wonder!

  3. OHh Melis… that girl… she’s got it and she knows it! Love the photos and love the comment about the sepia, Karl asked why your colour was off from Mable and I laughed but realize how true it is, I love your pics hon and have to come out soon to enjoy the yard with you, big hugs~

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