I just opened the flower press from our trip to
Wild Meadow last midsummer.
What joy.
A little bit of summer preserved so perfectly.
These were the grasses that I was trying to learn the names of. Can I remember now? I love this picture. Doesn't it look like an embroidery.
I drew this Barren Brome at the time. I'm glad because it has all fallen apart in the flower press but it has kept it's colour beautifully.
I wrote a
blog post about our week there and there are pictures of these flowers going in the press. It's nice to see then and now. And good to look back at summer so full and green and lovely.
It won't be long before it's green and lovely again. Maybe this will be the year that the names of those grasses finally sink in!