Lovely Lupines

"All summer, Miss Rumphius, her pockets full of seeds, wandered over fields and headlands sowing lupines. She scattered seeds along the highways and down the country lanes. She flung handfulls of them around the schoolhouse and back of the church. She tossed them into hollows and along stone walls." Miss Rumphius, by Barbara Clooney.

You know summer has finally cracked through the cold and mud of spring, when the lupines explode across the sunny spaces. This is the beacon of summer's beginning, here in Maine. After walking the dogs in this field, I zipped home and got my good camera. The sun was just right. The black flies were biting but the welts were worth it. Sometimes the beauty of this Earth just smacks me. This early evening was one of those times. Call me grateful. 

These colors just slay me. It didn't matter how many bugs bit me, I just kept finding different flowers that intrigued me, or a better angle to capture them. There was a subtle, whispering breeze. The reed grasses in front of the lupine field swayed. The peepers were starting up as I finished--well, dragged myself away to go home. Hopefully, you can look at these pictures and feel a little of what I felt.