What I’ve noticed this June is all the wild flowers peeking through the grass along the paths I walk. Whether I’m in the woods, near my children’s school, or by my garden, they’re dancing away quietly with their grass partners to the tune of the wind. They’re friends of bees, butterflies and wildlife and the ancestors to our cultivated and prized flowers. Some view them as weeds, or shall we say graffiti, that needs to be removed. Others view them as natural landscape art that is priceless and should be conserved.
Now there are some wild plants who rule the verges of our country lanes such as Queen’s Anne lace, also known as cow parsley. But it’s a bit of a bully and pushing out many other wild flora from its patches. Should we control it or let it have its way?Sometimes I come upon some wild plant that looks threatening but mesmerising like a strange abstract work of art. This one I saw in the woods and presume it’s some type of thistle?In the woods, ferns with fonds like miniature sculptures are opening up alongside trails. They’re one of the oldest species on earth but these prehistoric wild plants still thrive in our woodlands, gardens and even inside our homes in pots.If you’re not looking you may miss them, but beautiful wild orchids are now flowering in woods and meadows and near our paths. We’ve spotted them (as in Luce, Theo and myself) on our last three walks here in Sussex. How exquisite are they when you look up close? Luckily they are now prized and protected like museum pieces that must not be touched.
Bees and butterflies hear the silent music played by wild flower bugles in wet woods and meadows. Some gardeners like these little rock stars as spreading ground cover while others want them out.Wild flowers line the edges of our garden and the path by school greeting us as we come and go. Roadside and pavement verges everywhere are covered in daisies, clovers, buttercups, forget-me-nots, dandelions and more. I keep thinking that they’re eagerly waiting for us to stop and admire them. Aren’t we pretty? Don’t we make the wildlife happier? Hoping for compliments as they sway their tiny, tiny colorful petals at us but then we ignore them and just walk on by or mow them or often pull them out if they’re in our garden. Gorgeous roses are now growing in my garden. I’ve been cutting them, as well as ornamental poppies and other stunning divas, for display in my home. (I’ve shown some of them on Instagram). But I’ve also brought in some wild flowers and grasses. I look at them and think ‘nothing is ordinary.’ They look a bit boho together in jars and bottles. And, alone, just beautiful in a quiet way.
So, although there are amazing displays of beautiful flowers that dazzle and enthrall me at this time of year, I also like to pause once in a while and silently admire the wild flowers growing, blooming, surviving, spreading and dying at their own pace.