We live in the woods. And as we walk through the woods to garden, mailbox or field we see the seasons unfolding. the wild flowers continue to bloom and plants grow. Some I recognize and know the names like trillium
and yellow violets.
Then there are some I see every year but I do not know their names - this one
and these spiky flowers
and these lovely pendulous flowers
I feel odd as I walk listening and looking and enjoying. But often I cannot tell people names of the birds singing or plants.