The Original Rose

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Roses have came into Creation in this pure, simple beauty, before hybridized varieties took over.

At Quarryhill Botanical Garden in Sonoma County, CA, for 30 years they have been planting surviving varieties of the original Roses, (as well as many other rose family plants, and many beautiful trees and bushes of different kinds), in order to preserve them in living existence in the planet. Habitats where they used to exist in the wild have been destroyed, and to keep the “memory” alive, this “refugee camp” of beautiful rose family plants has been created.

They are amazing, the colors and aromas so delicate!

Star Tulip

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At Point Reyes National Seashore, in good wildflower years, we are blessed with the presence of these little stars, that sprout close to the ground, with their sensitive open gesture.
They are also called Pussy’s Ears, and are in the lily family, part of the calochortus group. What a blessing it is to see them in these radiant days of Spring!

Iris Dance

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They seem to always call me, and show me one more aspect of their changeable beauty. Year after year, in the Spring, the wild Douglas Iris have been blessing us with their presence. What a gift!

Swans

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Last week we walked at a park nearby, and we were blessed to see this amazing scene. My husband Stephen took the pictures and I edited them.

It is raining today, and we are hoping the swan eggs are warm enough…

Here is more info about mute swans turned wild.

Trillium or Giant Wake Robin

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At the Tilden California Native Plant Botanical Garden in early April.

Baby Blue Eyes

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At Sugarloaf Ridge State Park, near Santa Rosa, CA. A blessing to see so many this year!

Hound’s Tongue

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These are gifts of early spring, part of the flora around the native Oaks here in our area.
It was one only plant, with its last blooms.
Stephen had seen it before, and I was graced to see the last blossoms right after my arrival from Brazil in late March.