It is the middle of June here in beautiful Oregon, and wildflowers are popping up everywhere! As I sit outside enjoying a tall, chilled glass of iced tea, the sun is shining a toasted yellow light, which is glinting off of any reflective surface it touches. The air smells of freshly mowed grass, and dandelion wishes are floating through the air, riding a gentle breeze. It is a lovely day for a walk I'd say, and perhaps along the way I will pick some of the wildflowers, and bring home a bouquet for the table.
It has been such a long time since I picked wildflowers, too long. It is a simple joy in life, strolling through fields, and along paths, gathering together as many pretty flowers as one can see. Taking in the fresh air, and listening to the sounds of nature isn't bad either. There is nothing like collecting flowers, it is so peaceful, especially on a golden afternoon. So when was the last time you picked wildflowers?