In Flanders Field

Poppies at Wildseed Farms ~ Fredericksburg, Texas

 

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
                                                   ~  John McCrae

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Our Uncommon Dandelion

 

From elegant bud, through glorious bloom, to familiar seed head, the Texas dandelion (Pyrrhopappus pauciflorus) adds flair to spring and early summer mornings. Also known as false dandelion, or smallflower desert-chicory, this lovely native can be breathtaking when it overspreads a country field, but even a single flower delights.

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Spring On The Old Spicer Ranch


Despite changes wrought through the years, the land of the Spicer ranch south of Kerrville, Texas, still blooms beautifully in spring. Along Upper Turtle Creek, this rain lily (Cooperia pedunculata ) might have tempted James Spicer (1856-1937) — artist as well as rancher — to reach for his canvas and paints.

 

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