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Wednesday, 19 July 2017

Foxtails

Seems like a long time since I've seen a whack of foxtails blowing in the breeze, looking like an ocean on land. I found this little patch a few hours north of here & they reminded me of home, where foxtails blowing in the breeze are commonplace. 

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  1. That's what those are called! I love them.

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    1. At least, that's what my Mother called them.

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  2. Very pretty. I love wildflowers of any kind.

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    1. Something about the movement is just mesmerizing.

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  3. Beautiful! I didn't know that's what they are. Perfect name!

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    1. Whether it's the correct name I cannot say, but only that I've only ever heard them called foxtails.

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  4. So funny I didn't know the name of these. I would have said something not so pretty such as wheat grass or something (I would have been guessing). Foxtails describe them perfectly!

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    1. Well, that's just what we call them up here - truth is, I'm not certain what the proper name might be, but even if I did, I'd probably stick with foxtails. Foxtails just sounds down-homey to me.

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