Those are the flowers of bear grass. Most of the coarse grass in these photos is bear grass. Their flowers get up to five feet tall and perhaps three inches across. This has not been a good year for their flowers and I have been waiting for more good photos before I do a post about them. I will later even if I have to use a few photos from previous years to fill in. They can be incredibly beautiful when there is a large area of them in full bloom. I’m not even sure what those fuzzy little ones are. Perhaps that is what happens after the rosy pussytoes blooms are over, but I’m not at all sure.
I agree with the “breath of fresh air” comment… I can feel myself taking a deep virtual inhale of wonderful mountain air whenever I gaze at your images and lovely surrounding landscapes, trees, and plants. ♥ THANKS!
Indeed I do… It’s always a shock to my system when I must leave them, and return to the concrete jungle of our area. Last week, after a longer hike, I just sat in silence for what seemed like an hour — the contrast was too fierce.
For many years I lived in the Phoenix valley and during that time spent every day off in the forests of the northern part of the state. It was always very hard to return to the valley. I know exactly what you mean.
Venturing into the higher country is like visiting spring all over again. Today at about 6500 feet I encountered a lot of glacier lilies in full bloom and thousands of spring beauties blooming among the remaining snow banks.
I’m glad you have enjoyed seeing the scenes from this area, Donna. Places like these are beautiful, and also vital to the well being of the planet in supporting our northwestern watershed and the biodiversity necessary to keep nature in balance. I feel incredibly fortunate to be able to witness it first hand!
Seeing places like that and thinking about them give a lot of insight into the way this planet really works. We express a desire to resist it, but in reality we are a part of the process, and it is filled with beautiy.