What a beautiful place you live in, WolfDaddy.

A neighbor has bluebonnets planted in the garden of her Houston home. We have been going out of our way to pass that home, while they last.

Yay, wildflowers. Even planted ones.

Also, the primroses we planted last year have spread, so our front garden is filled with them. They track the sun.

"This is the only place on Earth blue bonnets grow
And once a year they come and go
At this old house here by the road..."

Texans and their fuckin' lupines!

Just kidding, wolfdaddy. Your photos are gorgeous. The wildflowers are one of the few things about Texas that I miss. The mix of Bluebonnets, Indian Paintbrush, Marshmallow and Winecups is something everyone should see. I have some nice photos as well, but my Mum has custody of them.

That almost, almost makes me homesick.

Here's a bit of local color for people who have never lived in Texas.

Most of the thickest patches of bluebonnets grow on the side of the highway or in medians, because Lady Bird Johnson, as part of her highway beautification effort back in the 60s, decreed that Texas highways be seeded with wildflowers.

And on Easter Sunday, it's a bit of an unwritten tradition to take pictures of your dressed-up kids' in a field of bluebonnets. You know, after church.

So at about noon on Easter Sunday during a good bluebonnet year, one will find scores of cars pulled over on highways across the state, with families having their pictures taken in the bluebonnets.

And at about 5 p.m. on Easter Sunday during a good bluebonnet year, one will find scores of buttprints in bluebonnet patches across the state.

Very quaint, very Texas. Show me a kid who grew up in Texas who didn't have their picture taken in the bluebonnets at some point....

[And deborah, I had to move to the West Coast before I knew that they had "lupines" in other places too. And the ones in California are actually bigger. Shhhhhh. Don't let that get back to Texas.]

Holy shit, Essexjan!!! I searched all over for that song earlier today, but it's disappeared from my hard drive. I considered posting a request for it. Bizarre.

Thanks!

I've got a special place in my heart for the bluebonnets. They're even part of my 'Texas' tattoo.

The funny 'other side' to pup's story is that my parents would take me on the same day to take pictures in the same flowers. Difference? My parents were in biker leather with tattoos showing...freaked out a few church-goers, I think.

That's hilarious, Al.

If my family had pulled over on Highway 67 and your family was there with their leather and tattoos and menace, we would have proceeded to the next exit. Heh.

Essexjan, pup -- I feel so stupid, I just posted those three lines on WD's Flickr, and then came back and saw your comments!

Nanci. What more can you say?

I don't think you should feel "stupid," miko.

I think it's just further evidence of the vortex/mind-meld that we've already established.

Again, GET OUT OF MY HEAD, WOMAN!

But it's so cool in your head! The music's great.

The best bluebonnets near me are in a green strip that is like a highway for powerlines. They can't build anything under them, so the bluebonnets take over. Yep, right beside the 7-11. Sigh. I love Texas and its two week springs.

They smell amazing too! When I visited the Lady Bird wildflower center last month, the people there made a point of letting me know they were starting to come out and I saw more later in San Antonio that had been helped along.

They smell amazing too! When I visited the Lady Bird wildflower center last month, the people there made a point of letting me know they were starting to come out and I saw more later in San Antonio that had been helped along.

Brujita, I worked there during college! Right when it opened.

I love the wildflower center. I used to do a trail ride every year to the Austin rodeo and one of the highlights was on the last day, we'd stop there for lunch. Nothing like riding down that driveway and smelling the flowers.

I made it to the wildflower centre once. It was gorgeous but freakin' cold! I'd love to visit the Hill Country again. BC has some wildflowers but nothing like Texas, dammit.