During the drive on the week before, it was noticed that the fields beyond the fences were coloring up with the fall display of the native wildflowers of east Tennessee. The next time, we would remember to bring the camera.
Some of these are familiar friends, like the goldenrod, Solidago ssp., ironweed, Vernonia ssp., snake root, Conoclinum ssp. and wild sunflowers, Heliopsis ssp. This larger white flower is unknown, does anyone recognize it?
These areas of wildlings exist amidst established housing developments. The above photos are of a golf course that decided to become another subdivision at the worst possible time, 2008. No houses were ever built, not even streets. Wildflowers returned to stake their native claim to the land. This low lying area includes several creeks that flood the marsh during heavy rainfalls, there would have been no building allowed here. It therefore cannot be mowed, a good thing. The wildflowers adore it.
Moving along now, having to shoot while driving since there is no place to pull over and there is more traffic. Yes, I am a menace even when not capturing the images of the natural scenery for the beauty is breathtaking in all seasons and I slow down to drink it in. Where was I? Oh, this is a cow/horse pasture with a man-dug watering hole that has filled with cattails. Even the wild grass is beautiful to me. Anything en masse.
This used to be a very sparsely populated area, west of Knoxville, populated mostly with horse ranches. The land has become much more valuable as housing real estate as the city pushed out of its boundaries, but empty acreage remains as there has been a lull in building.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, er Fairegarden, wildlife abounds. This groundhog was seen from inside the addition, standing on a rickety wire fence that is supported by the brushpile at property’s edge, feasting on pokeberries. Stay away from my garden beds, please. We have enough diggers with the squirrels and voles.
Please join my friend Gail of Clay and Limestone on the fourth Wednesday of each month to share your wildflowers. She has a Mr. Linky to hold your treasures.