The purple really stands out.
Those of us who lack a green thumb really only need one thing:
Yellow is still filling in.
To live next door to someone who does!
Fortunately for me, my neighbor Tami loves nurturing her flowers. She planted a bunch of lantanas in many colors close to our house.
Love these shades of red.
Of course, Tami didn’t plant them for me—she just likes her front yard to be colorful and blooming.
A gorgeous mix
And I’m lucky she does!
A monarch looks for the perfect horsemint to land on.
During my latest photowalk last Sunday, I made a discovery:
A bee poses.
It’s not just bees and butterflies that like wildflowers as much as I do.
Can you “spot” the bugs (one is hiding)?
Bugs enjoy the flower-power scene, too.
Are you bugging me?
It’s a treat when I lean in close with my Nikon 105mm macro lens to see something looking back at me, especially if it doesn’t have a stinger attached.
Wonder what these guys are.
I guess they’re just nature lovers, too!
Purple horsemint mingle with other wildflowers.
When I see a wildflower like these purple horsemint, I think of one thing:
A four-story purple horsemint
Purple horsemint dominate the other wildflowers.
In fact, when I spied what looked like furry grape popsicles standing out among the rest of the wildflowers in our neighboring master-planned community over the weekend, I called them purple Seussians. They just look like something Theodor Seuss Geisel would’ve had in one of his books. As in “Horton Hears a Who While Smelling the Purple Seussians.”
Even though the purple variety predominate, some white horsemint bring a paler Seussian touch.
Purple and white join forces.
I even spotted a hybrid Seussian to add to the fun.
But the Seussians weren’t the only wildflowers that caught my eye the other day.
Indian Blankets and bluebonnets . . . two of my favorite wildflowers
Much to my surprise, there still were bluebonnets blooming! I figured that since Texas’ beautiful state flower had appeared so early this year, they’d be long gone by early May. But there were several patches still hanging on.
The good news? The bees must have had their fill of all the bluish-purple flowers’ goodness, so there were none around to chase me.
Bluebonnets always make me smile!
Not one bee? That was okay with me!
Glive is wide-eyed for the camera.
Remember Glen V, the baby of our disc golf friends Kelly and Glen? Both times I’ve seen him, he’s been sound asleep the entire visit. That’s no way to treat a photographer who wants to focus on a pair of beautiful eyes!
So when my younger son and the Mister said they were going to join the Glens for a round of disc golf about a week ago, I was ready with my camera. As you can see, I finally was able to snap a pic of Glive (our family’s shorthand nickname for Glen Five) with those pretty peepers staring right back at me.
My baby putts.
Then it was time to head to a small, local park to clang some chains.
Glive roots for his dad to make a putt.
Glive traveled in style through the grass and trees in an off-roading stroller.
The Mister throws his upshot.
Somehow the park department had shoehorned nine baskets on very little acreage.
Glen lasers in a putt.
But it was a nice spot for practice on a warm, sunny day.
Glen’s friend Guy tries to get close to a basket.
After a round of nine holes, the Mister drove off in search of drinks, the other three guys continued playing, and I got to spend time pushing and singing to Glive to keep him from fussing.
My #2 son escapes from the brush.
It reminded me of what life was like almost 16 years ago with my own baby boy. Before we know it, Glive will be throwing discs just like his dad. Guess I’d better savor these baby moments while I can!
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Nature’s palette near Luling
Dear Texas Tourism Department:
Bluebonnets surround a lone Indian paintbrush.
Purple wildflowers intermingle with a yellow one.
A quartet of bluebonnets
A skipper enjoys a yellow wildflower.
A skipper rests on a bluebonnet in Gonzales.
A damselfly visits the Mission Concepción in San Antonio.
A bluebonnet draws interest from a bee in Gonzales county.
This magenta wildflower is a fine stopping place for a skipper in Gonzales.
Red is this butterfly’s favorite color; the flowers are in a field in Gonzales county.
A bee is barely visible among purple flowers outside of the Mission Concepción.
A skipper watches disc golf at Imperial Park.
My younger son tees off.
Remember that San Antonio mission trip we took at the beginning of spring break before we headed home to Houston?
Driving through a couple trees.
Of course, we had to make a slight detour along the way. Once again, we stopped in the little, historic town of Gonzales so my guys could score a nine-hole disc golf fix.
The brothers confer.
At first, my shaggy-haired collegian just wanted to stay in the car while his dad and younger brother played. Then, suddenly, he decided it was too beautiful a day not to have fun (or could it have been that he was out of reading material?). Hey, the more the merrier!
The older putts “to” the younger.
What was special to me, besides how well my older son played despite his rustiness, was witnessing their wonderful brotherly bond. Not only was my younger son eager to help his big bubba, bubbling over with helpful advice, but my #1 son really listened and showed so much respect for his kid brother that the tears in my eyes almost made it hard to snap photos.
#2 shows how to sink a short putt.
Years ago when my sons were little, I fervently hoped that they would get along. Oh, I knew they would fight and bicker like all siblings do. But I so wanted them to be close. When you’ve got brothers who are best friends and are able to have fun during a round of disc golf when one is vastly better than the other, then you know you’ve hit the jackpot as a parent.
A gorgeous magenta wildflower
I am so grateful that our short side trip to Gonzales reminded me how beautiful the bond between brothers can be.
Love those bluebonnets!
That it happened amid a bunch of wonderful wildflowers? Icing on the cake!