One of my favorite times is wildflower season in TX. Blue Bonnet, Indian Paintbrush, Black Eyed Susan and Evening Primrose to name a few, decorate the medians and shoulders of highways. It seems that everywhere you look, the ground is blanketed.
There are also wildflowers in the rockier, more arid regions, but you have to get closer to see them.
This is a picture of Rabbit Mountain. It used to be one of my favorite places to hike. It’s rugged, not usually crowded, and was not to far from home. It sits in the eastern foothills of the Colorado Rockies.
It would be easy to assume that it’s beauty was in it’s ruggedness. There is no color to be seen anywhere, until
Well, there is no color to be seen until you get close and look for it. It doesn’t blanket the ground like it does in a more hospitable, more fertile environment, but it is there if you look.
I may still be more like a rocky hillside than a fertile pasture, but I am trying to change. In the meantime, I believe there are a few flowers hidden among the rocks and the thorns.
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