Alas! I set out early Friday morning to paint in the coulee just after the first flush of green! It was not to be – painting that is. The handy dandy yellow bag (pictured below) that holds my water had sprung a leak after many years of such expeditions. I watered the hill instead. Then I wandered the hills. They were alive with bloom and blossom, with new plants pushing up through dry earth. I ventured from to hill to hill, smartphone in hand, bending low to look at all the amazing growth. Some are pictured below.
the leaky yellow bag and a sketch of what I think might be Missouri Milk Vetch(unsure)
Missouri Milk Vetch (maybe). What I love about this wee flower are the leaves, a silver sage that are beautiful just on their own.
Narrow leafed milk vetch (above) maybe and cushion milk vetch I am pretty sure
A hillside of cushion milk vetch
Ground Plum?? I know I have seen plums on the hills arter flowering… I will keep an eye open.
A view from Grandfather Rock
The Hawthorne (but I didn’t go in) . A tick haven at this time of year!!
Silver weed just before blooming. Aren’t these leaves amazing???
Silver weed just blooming
Bear berry, kinnickinick
This photo soothes me
the eye of sister aspen
A guess: Low Townsendia just before opening?
Another guess : Plains Cymopterus?
Guessing again: Sand Bladderpod?
By the creek close to raccoon tracks
Hoary Puccoon about to burst