We took the dogs for a walk last weekend (here's another pic) and in addition to nearly scorching ourselves and almost getting lost in the forest, we crested an incredible mini-mountain, feeling rather victorious in the effort. The entire space was just a mass of rock face and wind blown grass beaten and dried by the sun. Even though there wasn't one green blade of grass on the entire peak, these beautiful and tireless purple flowers peeked out everywhere, petals stretched out, inviting the wind and the sun to beat down for another day.
Tough little flowers.
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