wild prairie crocus
deep in its furry coat
a sunbeam
I still remember seeing some of these in pastures when I was a girl. Sad to say, the neat little crocus that once bloomed all across the prairies in early spring have been pretty much eradicated by the farmers’ plows.
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I'm a wife, mom & grandma, a writer, homemaker and nature lover at home on the Canadian prairies. I post short stories and poem about life and personal experiences, writing from a Christian perspective and adding a dash of humor where I can.
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How beautiful! Your words, too.
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Thank you. 🙂
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That is sad that the plow took them mostly out
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Lovely words for this gem of a flower
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Thank you. Yes, it is sad. It seems we can’t have the “progress” of cultivated land without losing the native flora & fauna.
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yes – but maybe too much cultivating as they argue grains are so good for us – I do not think they are – so I see it as lose lose
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That’s a debatable subject, but here on the prairies lands were broken that never should have been — sandy soil that would blow away in the winds — and then the 1930s drought years wiped out the farmers on those lands. Today a lot of the light, sandy soil around us has been allowed to go back to pasture, but the initial cultivation killed a lot of the native wildflowers. And cattle grazing would destroy whatever remained.
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Oh wow – hope there is a way to get some native wildflowers back
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I dn’t think so. Some of these native species die if you try digging them up and moving them.
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