After dropping my daughter off at school this morning I took a little detour and visited the trail down the way. I was delighted to see the prairie ablaze with color. These evening primroses still have dew on their petals.
An interesting thing about the desert paintbrush is that the orange part is not the flower. The blossom is actually the green stemlike piece protruding from with the orange sheath.
I tried to find the proper name for this flower, other than 'pretty yellow thing' as I have called them in the past. My amature flower identification skills pointed me to the 'arnica', which may not be right, but it looks better than 'yellow thing'.
Liatris spicata (thanks Pookie!)
This beauty will have to remain nameless for the time being unless anyone out there knows the name of it. I searched for an hour on numberous websites but was unable to identify it.
As I walked among the cactus and yucca this morning I found myself shaking my head in amazement that I once actually thought of Colorado at this time of year to be barren and unattractive! It just goes to prove how much beauty there is around us if we would only get out and open our eyes.