Oh, you vibrant May flowers. Your beauty near breaks my heart.
Western columbine.
They were all over in the forest when we were cutting wood. Exquisite.
Garden variety chives. From my garden. A lovely addition to a salad. Edible beauty!
Lovely lupine.
Bejeweled by dew.
I wish I knew my wildflowers.
The last time I tried to identify a flower by a picture on the webs,
I called a zinnia a Gerbera daisy. Oy!
Glory!
Delicate.
These were everywhere. I’m astonished at the wastefulness of beauty. Who sees this? Perhaps ten people in the life cycle of these flowers.
Eye-level lupines by the road.
California Poppies! I love these! This is in a neighborhood near ours.
I loved the contrast of this columbine and the dark tree trunk. Quietude.
A Living Pencil 
Glorious. This is why we need poets. They take our bursting hearts and put the emotions into words. Now you have me paging through my poetry book to read on flowers and great beauty.
A perfectly glorious collection!! And I appreciate you reminder to meditate on how the Father lavishes “this waste” on us, or perhaps it is partly for His own pleasure…? The whole earth is full of this kind of glory that no one sees!
I’m pretty sure (can I actually dare to possibly incorrectly correct you again so soon??) those coral flowers are California poppies. They seem to have too many petals, i.e. CA poppies are single blooms, those look double, and the flower stems don’t look right… Also very unusual to have so many of an unusual color like that. I know “our” poppies come in many colors, but the bright orange or orange-yellow are dominant. I’ve never seen a big patch of an odd color. So maybe someone planted those fancier poppies? Of course, I’m not seeing one close-up.
NEVER hesitate to correct me! Please!
I added a close-up for you. These patches and this color are not unusual for our area. Ha! I thought I knew this one! (rolls eyes). This reminds me of the time we had a dear friend, a physician is an avid ornithologist, join us for dinner. I glibly announced that I heard birdsong that day, the only one I knew in my heart of hearts. A Mourning Dove. A slow smile spread onto his face. I’m sorry, Carol, he said. What you heard was the Eurasian Dove. They have pushed the Mourning Doves out of this area. Ha!
You have a gracious attitude!
Well, those are definitely not California poppies, but they are gorgeous, and I’ve never seen anything like them! If they are common in your area, no doubt some local person can tell you what they are. And if they are growing so naturally in a big swath like that, they must not be difficult. Let us know what you find out; I wonder if they were planted, or if they self-sow?
Here’s a pretty typical display of California poppies: https://gretchenjoanna.com/2017/05/15/breakfast-by-the-creek/
This one shows some pale yellow ones in my garden: https://gretchenjoanna.com/2014/06/05/beauty-in-time-of-drought/
And this shows them growing as is so typical in a very untended and weedy area: https://gretchenjoanna.com/2014/04/29/day-of-rejoicing/
See why I think I’m an expert? 😉
Do you live where you get summer rain? Here in the West the poppies like to grow where they get no water at all in the summer. Are you in the West? When you find out what your poppies are, I’ll research to see if I can grow them. I tried growing two other types from seed with no success. But the standard orange California poppies I’m afraid to plant, because I know they will try to take over!
Yes, I am in the West. I’m in Eastern Oregon which is part forest, part high desert. I will do some more checking.
In my second paragraph, I left out the most critical word: “not” — not CA poppies.
I also forgot to notice that wonderful bee-and-flower picture at the top. A prize-winner!
I got your drift! Thank you!