The paintbrushes fill spring pastures and watery ditches with bright red color. I love these wildflowers of Oklahoma. They seem to grow everywhere and pop up to delight and surprise our hearts after the drab brown of winter.
You’ll find once and again a pale yellow or white among the reds and notice that the reds range from candy apple red to an orangey rose.
There is a stone found too called an Indian paint pot. It’s an oval shaped rock of iron concretion that is hollow. Shake it and it rattles. Break it open and you’ll find a red “sand” which mixed with water and/or oil makes a paint.
It’s pretty picture to me–paint and red-tipped brushes. How I do love to gather handfuls of these beauties on a spring day.
Once I found a whole field so rosy and bright I laid down and watched the puffs of white cloud skirt across the blue dome of the Oklahoma sky.





The paintbrushes fill spring pastures and watery ditches with bright red color. I love these wildflowers of Oklahoma. They seem to grow everywhere and pop up to delight and surprise our hearts after the drab brown of winter.
beautiful Elece, beautiful pictures and beautiful words
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