Friday, October 09, 2015

Pink.

A trio of forgotten photos.

Fireweed, near Heckman Pass, Hwy 20.

In the high Chilcotin hills, here around 5000 feet, where the nights are chilly even in August, the fireweed flowers are smaller than those we see in the Lower Mainland, the colours more intense.

Sea rocket, Boundary Bay dunes.

Pink aster in a Beach Grove garden.





2 comments:

  1. Beautiful! I've never seen fireweed quite that bright.

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  2. Fireweed (english substantive of Epilobium angustifolium): Rosebay Willowherb at its holarctic extremity; the fluff-borne payoff of clearcut forestry; clonal thickets of instant magenta; a roar of pollinators sucking up spiced honey; a forecast of frost in a fog of propagules. “...in the largest patch of Fireweed, the air seemed alive with its pinkness, filling my lungs and casting its colour on the insides of my eyelids. Its aura was as powerful as a scent – cool pink flavour, with just a whisper of the blue of sky.” WSD.

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