Friday, November 27, 2009

"Winter" Wildflowers VIII

Northern Sea Oats, Unfinished. I actually think this woodland grass is at its best in its winter form, with its flat seeds waving and flickering in the wind.

I was surprised to learn that at my parents house, just 15 miles south (and, admittedly, closer to the lake) they had no dusting of snow yesterday morning. Today is sunny and crisp (one might even say cold).

1 comment:

  1. One of my favourite grasses. Each seed cluster is like a tiny piece of jewelry.