Seems like you always see the prettiest flowers when you’re driving along at top speed, late for a meeting. The trick is to remember to go back to that place right away and shoot it.

First it was the fire pink. I didn’t know that’s what it was – I just saw the intense red flowers along the side of a gravel road as we flew by. As usual we were running late for our Master Naturalist class, so we didn’t stop. Then I saw them again along the side of a road near our house. That time I was with a friend, so I didn’t want to ask her to pull over.

But I went back there to shoot it. That’s what got me started on shooting weeds.

Same thing with trumpet creeper, day lilies, woodland phlox…

Mickey, our instructor for Master Naturalist class, says that a weed is just a wildflower that’s out of place. I reckon he’s right.

There’s a lot of development in North Georgia, bad economy or no, and a lot of woods and fields getting ripped up for houses.

We don’t even know what’s being lost.

[All photos in this entry were shot in public right-of-way along open roads in North Georgia.]

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