Planting season comes late up here in the mountains. While I'm waiting for my own garden to bloom, I stroll the trails behind my home. These little blue flowers are a welcome sign of spring. I live in an area that is suddenly overrun with tourists. Please don't pick wildflowers. It's hard to resist but the future of our meadows depend upon it. When so many people tromp off the designated trails, they ruin everything in site. Help these little guys along. Instead of picking them, empty your water bottle on them. During dry springs, extra watering makes all the difference. One ultra healthy wild plant can reseed an entire meadow.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Wasatch Wildflowers
Planting season comes late up here in the mountains. While I'm waiting for my own garden to bloom, I stroll the trails behind my home. These little blue flowers are a welcome sign of spring. I live in an area that is suddenly overrun with tourists. Please don't pick wildflowers. It's hard to resist but the future of our meadows depend upon it. When so many people tromp off the designated trails, they ruin everything in site. Help these little guys along. Instead of picking them, empty your water bottle on them. During dry springs, extra watering makes all the difference. One ultra healthy wild plant can reseed an entire meadow.
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