As my birthday gift, my incredibly busy farmer husband took an afternoon off to take Ella and I for a drive. We drove up to Esterbrook (a little community of summer cabins) and back around Laramie Peak. It was beautiful and we even found a little spot to have a picnic by a creek. It made me nostalgic for the summers I spent at my Grandpa’s cabin in the high elevations of southern Colorado.
Much to my delight, the wildflowers were blooming away! My mom gave me the book “Wildflowers of Wyoming” by
And one more thing. Before any of you go teasing me about these being “weeds” not “flowers”, I get it. I’m a rancher’s granddaughter. Grandpa Jim would tell me that locoweed is a dangerous plant, not a pretty flower. But, my definition (as taught to me by my agroecology professor, Dr. Wilson) is “a plant out of place.” And these plants were right where I needed them to be to lift my spirits…so that’s no weed.

Beardtongue (Penstemon)

Bluebell

This one I wasn’t quite sure of…my best guess was fleabane daisy…

Nuttall’s Evening Primrose

Common Harebell

Lambert’s Locoweed

Silvery Lupine

Wild Vetch

Wild Rose

Wild Geranium

Richardson’s Geranium

Indian Paintbrush
But the best flowers I saw on the entire trip were these beautiful gifts from God!

Ella (holding Black Eyed Susans) and Tyler
God Bless You & American Agriculture,
Liz
The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever.” – Isaiah 40:8