Mertensia virginica
Borage family (Boraginaceae)
Each spring the Virginia bluebells wash a certain hill over at my parents’ farm in blue. It’s become an annual tradition to take the kids’ picture on “bluebell hill”.
The farm I grew up on is one of the prettiest farms around. Nestled amongst the bluffs of the Big Cedar River it is surrounded by 4 different landscapes: the river directly across the road to the south; corn fields to the west; prairie-like pasture on top of the bluff to the north; and wooded hills to the east.
My brother and I spent summers playing in the river, building tree houses and forts in the woods, following the deer paths, hunting mushrooms, riding our 3-wheeler on the gravel road, and exploring little caves in the bluff. I loved to go up to the pasture and recreate that opening scene from Little House on the Prairie – bounding like Melissa Gilbert in a long dress through the tall grass. Really 🙂 I could write a whole post on my love of all things Laura Ingalls Wilder.
My mom would send me to school with bluebells for my teacher. And, a little later in spring, lilacs – cut ends wrapped in a wet paper towel and surrounded by tinfoil.
More pictures from Sunday…
We did the same thing – in our case, the picture place was the long, winding gravel driveway that led throught the woods across the way… cute pics mama!
What cutie pie kids you have there!
Great photos!
Wonderful, wonderful photos, and how lucky your kids are to live in the country. Regards, Suzanne
gosh i hope there’s some pix of your parents’ place, or your childhood playing spaces, down the road here. these are too beautiful, thank you.
Today as I was looking at the few Virginia bluebells on my place, I wondered about adding a few more. So nice then to see so many in your photo.And such lovely children.