So bluets don’t grow in the South? I had to post a close up for those deprived, if we can use that word for people who enjoy magnolias and wisteria more often than we do here. I always liked seeing the odd spots where these dainty appearing flowers would tough it out: in the muck and shade of forests, on otherwise mannerly lawns, between crevices of rocks. And of course as a child I knew they were fairy favorites. You have to look very hard to see the blue tones.
I set off with the dogs to take a photo on the hill by our house, but I hadn’t taken the big dog for his real walk yet. So he sat by the spot where I wanted to take a picture to make sure I wouldn’t forget.
Then because my daughter might ask, I plopped down the little dog.
And here are the pictures I set out to take: tiny bluets seen up close.