One of these days, I’ll find another flower like the Mount Hood Pussypaws that stumps everybody until a rousing victory at the end. I doubt this will be that flower. But it’s quite lovely, and I’d like to know what it is, so here we are.

These were growing out of the grass atop Rosario Head. I can’t tell you much more about them, except they were in full, vigorous bloom at the end of July.

They were a bit shy, peeking out from amidst other flora. Here, they provide a bit of background color for a nice bloom of what I believe is Queen Anne’s Lace, if I remember rightly:*

One thing among many I adore about the Pacific Northwest: flowers everywhere, from early spring until nearly winter. You just don’t get this kind of abundance in Arizona. Even after the novelty of rain and green growing things wears off, you’re still delighted to discover blooms peeking out at you everywhere, or practically shouting, “Hey, look at me! Here I am! This is me, beautifying your view!”

Good thing I’m not allergic to the bastards…

*I am teh suck at botany. Reader RP identifies the white flower as yarrow. From now on, all flowers are mystery flowers. It’s a good thing I have you, my darlings!