On my long ramble along North Creek a few months ago, I noticed a sort of purple aspect to some of the plants alongside the trail. I bent down for a closer look. These were among the tiniest flowers I’ve ever seen.
My camera sometimes has trouble with pale purple things, and when they’re this tiny, the chances of getting it to focus are slim. We discussed the matter. We tried a few different angles. It still didn’t understand quite what I was getting at. Finally, desperate, I grabbed a few and used my hand to block out some of the background greenery. At last, my camera sort of got it.
Not ideal, but you can see some detail rather than just a vaguely purple blur.
The whole trailside was filled with these, happily growing with the grasses. I’d never really looked closely at them before. They’re tiny, easily overlooked, overwhelmed by larger things. But when you zoom in, they have this perfect, elegant shape.
The plants themselves are taller than you might expect, anywhere from midway up the shins all the way to nearly knee-high. Their shape and size makes me wonder what pollinates them.
The following week, I introduced my intrepid companion to them, and got a few extra shots. Here’s a full view o’ ’em:
The blooms may be minuscule, but the plants themselves are certainly vigorous. Yeesh.
And, because I couldn’t help myself, a couple of extra macros, which seem to have turned out a wee bit better than the previous:
That last really gives you a sense of how itty-bitty they are, doesn’t it?
I love tiny, beautiful things. They’re easy to overlook, but once they’ve caught your eye, they’re part of your landscape forever.